Life

Life toys with us daily. It starts with our education, the tender beginnings of an apparently wholesome life. How much have we learnt from other's experiences? How much have we learnt from the books that we are given almost as inheritance? How much have we learnt from life, and how much by ourselves? We caught life by the scruff of the neck, sometimes even compromising by latching on to the lessons from failure. We blew the balloons of dreams, and even fought to get to the surface sometimes. We tried our best to get things working with false means, but yet lauded the true means that got us to the end. We tailored the topsy paths to meet our goals. Never did we step back in fear, never lost our focus. We tattooed our small joys on our fingers, we helped pals with outstretched arms, and we accepted life on its terms. What all have we achieved through our guile? How much have we learnt from life, and how much by ourselves?