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Nope!

I am writing this from a test center, with all the pain in the heart! I am back to what i was thinking a yr ago…somehow I think I couldn’t convince myself that life moves on, no matter what u do. It’s just a day after another even though the days have been good. I am not asking to reverse all that has happened...only hoping that all of it happened for a certain reason that I still am trying to complete.
There is nothing called as a reason for life or as any other person would think as a purpose of life. You are not born to be the best of all sometimes; it is just making the people around you happy. I am not sure if someone else reads this, he/she would think that there is something wrong in my head, and I would never disagree. Something is wrong... I look happy to others. But, I am not happy on the inside… I am looking for a 'happily ever after life' which am sure no one is going to feel. Even if there’s everything in your life, there are still something’s missing... the sparkle.... like i read in a novel recently.
Sometimes, i just make life look so terrible to live in. Can’t handle anything; I run away from all…and my choices become the biggest challenge. I am a very confident person on the outside but on the inside, I keep questioning myself.
Again, the question is why should i care for others? Why should i make them happy? What do i seek? I am loaded with questions, i am not sure if it because of my age or my head. It all questions alright and don’t have answers to all. I can’t ask this to anyone for they would think I am the biggest fool in the world or maybe they won't. I am not sure what life has for me, I am scared as well as happy all in the same time. Just hoping things would work out okay if not best!
That’s all for now.

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