Sometimes people get so involved in their daily lives that they forget their dreams. They forget what they stand for. They forget what they wanted to do with their lives. And then, sometimes they take their lives so much for granted they also forget that they are living one of their dreams.

I don’t remember when I stopped noticing all these things. I don’t remember when I became so involved with everyday on goings that I forgot to thank god for all that I have. I forgot that I prayed for it all every moment at one time and now I am being petty over small things instead of being happy. I am bothered about all that I don’t have and all that I could have had. Small incidents become so important that I blow them out of proportion so I can feel sorry for myself. Blaming others come easily. Tempers run high. We seem to tread on thin ice all the time – all for nothing.

Till one day some stranger from another part of the world reminds me what I really think and what I want. They remind me how I forgot to be happy when what I wrote ages ago helps them find meaning and happiness. Now that I got an insight of where I am going wrong it is easier to start all over again from this very moment. The agenda doesn’t involve too much. Just try to stay happy and overlook petty incidents. God knows when I won’t have them anymore and will regret that I didn’t enjoy them when I had a chance.

I am glad that I write. Thanks Stranger! You are my conscience speaking.