We are all born alone...
We are all born alone...through the eternal silence of the womb to the noisy pandemonium of this world. It's surely not easy journey for human life to strive through the constant battle of survival not just through the means of the unknown but also through the social constructs built by humankind before us to help us guide through this world in a so called sane manner.. So we survive and outgrow with the constant feeds of social shocks to keep our so called ego struggling through the web of cultural complexity of human kind. We get our identity...or maybe the one which we think is ours and try to stand by it to make our existence meaningful. But little do we imagine that most of what we have and what we have built in our damn small heads is the consistency of our flown down thought processes from the past. Who are we is then the question... Or maybe what are we...just humans in a part of a process that repeats itself over multiple lives...or are we really special after al...