Volando En El Suelo

We all at some point of time in our lives feel a bit lost, as if traumatised, numb or in an oblivion. There seems absolutely no way out of whatever we are in, and the sad part is we don't even know what we are in. We don't feel like being with people, talking or just about doing anything for that matter. Our heart and mind move at a very slow pace in such times. Time itself seems to have stopped. Happiness doesn't seem to excite us, nor does pain bother us anymore. As I said earlier, everything moves in slow motion and even though we are audience to everything that is happening around us, no matter how big or small, important or not, nothing registers in our mind. It doesn't make sense to us. It just doesn't matter. In such times certain questions arise in our mind like, What is the purpose of our existence? What is the importance of this life? Why do we need to follow dreams? What is the necessity of doing the things that we do everyday in our lives? What is our significance in this world? All these questions may have come to your mind or may not have, if not at some point of time they definitely will. The answers to all these queries don't really exist. We go through many things in life and many of them question our very existence. Rationally thinking, what difference to this big fat world would the life and death of a person mean? If we use any formula and calculate, the answer is the same. It would make no difference as we are not very special or extraordinary people. We are no Presidents or Olympians, we are no celebrities.Then why is our existence required. After looking through possibly all the places that my mind could think of, I found the answer in a very strange place, in my inner self. And to my utter dismay the answer was much more simple than I thought. To us our life, our existence seems very ordinary because we don't believe in it, in ourselves. We don't believe that it is special, very special. That 's it. This is all that makes the difference between some people becoming celebrities and others feeling so disheartened and ashamed of themselves. Agreed, we may not be as beautiful or intelligent as some others, but they may not be so many things that we are, and in most cases they are not even that beautiful, trust me, it's all rotten inside. Our life is much more precious to those around us, our parents, siblings and  friends. They are people who really love us and care for us and will stand by us no matter what. We don't necessarily need the accolades of a million people to feel special, one word of praise and appreciation from our parents does the job well enough. And it is for their happiness that we live, that we do each and everything that we do, every single day in our lives. And trust me for whatever they give us, it is all worth it. So never question your existence or significance in other people's life. It will be as big as you make it, as special as you believe it to be.