Everyone has their own way of defining happiness. I am happy doesn't imply you would also be happy if you were me and vice versa. I am different so are you, miles apart from each other in confined space and time. Miles apart in features, not only physically but psychologically and even in how we react to situations, how we define ourselves, what we are and what we pretend to be, miles apart we are. Our priorities are different so as their dynamics, how they change, the time scales of their existence and the determination, the desperation of preserving the priorities are different as well, miles apart. The conundrum is ready to throw up in the air expecting a magical way out. Randomness creeps in, all possible steady states fight for their survival and then it sounds quite crazy how I got the stable and you the unstable ones. Well I am sure you feel the same, and here we broke the conundrum, we think in the same direction, however, with a completely different conclusion. So random is life, so different are people, so many paths to follow, so many hidden facts and so many stated rumors we live with. There are so many reasons to prove our worth but then again what dominate are the excuses, so many, to stand our own mistakes. So random are our choices, how differently we accept, reject and defend things and that is what defines the difference between what we are and what we pretend to be. So random is life, so random.
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