When someone asks you: ” How old are you ? “, think wisely before answering because you may not give them the right answer.

In this blog, I ain’t trying to sound wise or genius. In fact, I may unpurposely sound extremely stupid sometimes. I just write whenever I feel in need to write and burst out all the hidden thoughts and wonders. In every article, there is a part of my soul transformed into words; there is an episode of my life, of my existence so far. Even though I ain’t old enough to talk about experience, but at least I can talk about life lessons for one starts learning ever since their first years living; it is only an experience when it leaves its scar on our souls, torturing us for a little while and leaving us thankful after getting rid of the pain or getting used to its existence among us and starting to live with it. No matter how painful and tragedic events one goes through, they should remain victorious until their last breath and never let defeat gets to their hearts. Your heart; it is what defines your age, your current psychological state and how many years you spent living. If I ask a thirty-year-old woman how old is she, she will automatically answer: ” I am thirty years old. ” with a confident tone though. If I will ask her, with a sarcastic smile, to think well before answering and answer again, she will definitely think I am insane. If I will be looked upon as insane for looking to everything in life from a different perspective, then let it be! Thirty years: ten years of childhood; marvellous memories though she can barely remember half of them, to not say none of them. Nine years of being a teen; the most tough and challenging period of time in everyone’s life, where one will have to make the most difficult decisions in their lives; whether to be a good person or to just follow their instincts and be considered as bad ones, whether to follow their childhood’s dreams of being a lawyer or a doctor or to just run after their teen’s dreams of being a bartender, a famous drug dealer or in the most decent cases, a football player, a singer or a movie star in the case of most females. Eleven years of realising that actually life is not paradise and one should suffer in order to get to serenity, reasling that all married couples ain’t as happy as they seem in front of people and that may be, if they thought wiser about it, they wouldn’t have ended marrying each other. Eleven years of analysing every second of their teen years, thinking about every situation they’ve been through and what if they’ve made a different decision than the one they took back then .. Too much stress and too much thinking; waved between ” what if ” and ” if only “, one doesn’t spend much time actually living and enjoying the current moment. If I may ask her again : ” How old are you? ” I want her to count the happy moments she lived, the moments when she laughed until her body hurt, the moments she spent next to the people she loved most in the world, and most importantly the times she decided to dry her tears and stand up instead of letting sadness gets in her body and control it .. This is what is called true living and that is what should be count while one is asked how old are you. One should, therefore, make every second of his life worth talking about and worth counting, never waste his time regretting his past mistakes and just face life with a large optimistic smile keeping his thoughts as positive as they could. I love you all !