Your Life is Not a Play

The seats are empty. The curtain is down. The lights are off.

Why are you still acting?

Trust me- there is no audience in front of you. Open your eyes. Open them and see. Why are you still putting on a facade? This is not a play. You are not an actor. This is your life. Why do you have to put up so much pretence? You are not confined to any script. You are free, you realise that, right? You are free to say what you want and do what you love. How many times have you polished your words and bit back the things you actually wanted to say because you were afraid it might hurt the person standing opposite to you? How many times have you refrained from doing things you actually wanted out of fear or unfair restrictions? And how many times has it all choked you?

You're heaving. Listen closely to your own heart and your own breath. Your heart is straining and your lungs are collapsing. Don't put yourself through this agony. Yes, there is this person and that person and these stuff and those things but remember, there's also YOU. If you can't chase after your own dreams and go after what your heart seeks, then no one else is going to do it for you. Because they are all busy with their own stuff. And that gives you the right to be busy with yours too.

No director is screaming at you to walk this way or talk that way. You have your own free will. Yes, some people might try to infringe on that and hold you back from your greatest desires, but remember defiance for the sake of ultimate good is not defiance at all. It's your freedom. It's your right.

So drop that mask. We're not at a masquerade ball.

Lose that script. We're not putting on a drama.

And live your life the way you want to live it. Accomplish your dreams. And do not let anything deter you from your goal. We start a new month today. And despite it being April Fools, I don't intend to fool you. I only wish you the best. I wish you get everything you've ever wanted in your life. I wish you find yourself.

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