If you weren’t existed in this world, how would the lives of the people around you be?

Will they be happier? Will they be sadder? Will this world still be the same?

All of us asked ourselves this question at least once in our lifetime. Some were asked upon by others.
What is the meaning of existence?

Why were you created to suffer at the point of birth?

Some people are born rich while others struggled to survive through a day’s meal. Some people are born smart while others struggled to get themselves through colleague.

You looked at those who are financially stronger than yourself. You envy their abilities to get what they want.

Then you would ask yourself “Why were you born?”

Be it a mistake, a moment of extended pleasure or even planned for by your parents.
Your very existence means a lot to the people around you.

You give your parents someone to scold when you don’t well for your grades. You give your classmates your notes to copy or normally it would be vice versa. You give your friends moments of laughter when all of you get together. You give your first love to your crush. You give your first girlfriend your first kiss. You give your parents their first allowance. You give your wife her first wedding ring. You give your child their first breath of life.

Then you looked back at all the memories that you’ve gain and all the others that people remember you for.

Isn’t it wonderful that because you are existed to experience the meaning of life?

“Love is you, you have to love yourself before you learn to love others”

strangely enough... thoughts like these flashed thru my mind one time too many.... but can never seem to find the right answer for myself... after reading thru this... it dawned on me...

i'm lucky... lucky to be around all the pple i love... and around all the pple dat loves me...