“Listen…

The world needs people like you. The world is literally dying for your kind. Embrace that responsibility, and you run with it. Get out there, earn your keep. Give back. It’s not gonna be easy. Never gonna be easy. For much of it, you’ll stand alone but you’ve got to stand strong. You know, I beg you to not give into mediocrity, like the other 98 percent of the world. Because you would be doing yourselves, and the world, a greatest disservice. You’re all too smart. You’re too smart to let it go to waste. And you’ve got one shot at this. One f*cking shot. Don’t let a moment of it slip by. Grab it, snatch it up, make it yours. Celebrate every moment. Celebrate every f*cking breath. I’m telling you… Life, it’s a birdsong.”

- Johnny as Richard Brown in “The Professor”

To laugh is to risk appearing fool

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental

To reach out for another is to risk involvement

To express feelings is to risk exposing your true self

To place ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk being called naive.

To love is to risk not being loved in return 

To live is to risk dying

To hope is to risk failure

But risk must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing and becomes nothing.

They may avoid suffering and sorrow, but they cannot learn, fell, change, grow, live and love.

Chained by their certitudes, they are slaves they have forfeited their freedom.

How can memories be so deceptive, that it even destroys a person. How can a death of some unknown person teaches you a life lesson. How come your support means a lot to broken people

All these questions were well answered yesterday. The worst ever feeling is seeing your beloved person breaking down into pieces in front of you. And you are puzzled whether to get back their broken pieces together, or to just be beside them patting their shoulders letting them to show out all what they have inside, or diverting them from the puzzling reality. But then you understand the purpose of your life, its not just about you in your whole life, its about people to whom you extend your arms, when they badly need them at the right time. This is the time they need privacy, not definitely alone, but with you, with whom they can feel comfortable to let out all that is killing them. All you can do for your people’s life is, allow them to cry till they are exhausted, just listen to everything they say without stopping them in the middle, wipe off their tears, be closer to them that they can feel your warmth, give a tight hold.

Understanding how meaningful our life is in the way we would have never guessed, the people with whom we have laughed together, with whom we have hanged out together, turns out to be, with the people we have cried together, the people who lived their tough times together.

And time heals everything, hope pushes forward.