living dead.

we cant deny that life is the process of dying.
its a bitter sweet process.....with an unescapable ending.
a tragic, yet relieved ending.
this process, called life, has a deadline.
some have a longer one, some shorter.
its all not up to us to control or change.
however cliche it may be, but its the truth.
the result is not important, the most vital is that we enjoy the process and learn something from it.
so, we should be enjoying life, aint that right??
but every morning, on my way to school...
i see the cruelty of survival, the expression that most people carry.
the lethargy of this process...
with work and studies...
and the aunties and grandmas who worry about the dinner for the day..
the frowns. so often displayed, but so often forgotten how ugly it is.
every morning, i try to squeeze in to the small footspace in the lrt..
everyone pushing and squeezing with irritation.
everyone checking their watches to calculate time.
im no different, constantly peeking at the time on my phone display.
calculating the time i have, contemplating if i want to or need to run for school..
isn't this what everyone do, calculating and making full use of every minute they can.
and despite not liking this, it has unfortunately became a habit of everyone.
to rush. whether u're late or not. u just rush.
before even the passenger doors at the station open,
u can feel the pressure of the people behind u,
all ready to burst out of that door to move on.
is this how life should be? a rush?? are we rushing to reach our final destination???
the routine repeats itself, day by day.. until the day when u know u fast-forwarded or rush time too hard... u cant rewind.
no chance of it... and amongst the rush. how much of it have u enjoyed. or how much do you know about the roads u pass every single day... how much do you know other than rushing to your destination.... the process again, has been neglected....
we can say that everyone is working hard to survive. but sometimes ask yourself, issit simply survival? or are we just trying to fit in, to this society.. and what if, we do not have studies,... or what if we do not have a degree.. will this really affect our survival?? so why do we put sooo much of our time in it??? what can u answer when people ask what have you done in your life.... issit just how much knowlege we have or how high our position is in some company? or how much wealth you own??? and how much have u enjoyed throughout this process... and how much have u done for yourself.....
so what do you want to include in this short yet long process before u finally reach ur destination??? issit just another morning rush??? think about it....