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Me and Life: Like Charges That Don’t Attract.

So, why does life never take the path I always want? It always seems to move in the opposite direction, as if me and my life are like two similar charges—never attracting, never walking the same road. I carry so much inside me, so many dreams, so many versions of the life I want to live. Yet, it feels like for a long, long time nothing has gone right. Not always—sometimes a few days shine bright, but soon enough I find myself back where I started, stuck at level 0, not even level 1. Maybe life is testing me, maybe it’s shaping me into someone wiser, stronger, more beautiful within. Or maybe it just wants me to learn how to carry weight before I can rise to the top.

But I believe—one day, everything will shift in my favor. One day, I’ll stand at the top level of the life I’ve always wanted. And through it all, I’ll remain the person I truly am. You may wonder, who am I? I’m someone who refuses to give up, who stays positive even when things break me, who never rushes but understands—even when it hurts. Because this is life: you have to taste everything. The happiness and the pain. The love and the loneliness. The healing and the breaking. You have to learn to survive, even when no one is with you.

That’s what life really is—learning to hold on, to make sense of chaos, to create meaning when the world feels empty. And no matter what happens, I promise I’ll remain good. Because in the end, it’s goodness that people remember. It never fades.

And at last, life goes on.
(And yes, only Tanvir did the thing, while Kamran is still not making any decision 😂. Only these two will understand, others can think whatever they think 😂.
Arey, you don’t know these two? Then wait the next blog will be on them 😂)

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