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Me,Myself and Selfish!!



 Am back!!It’s been a week since I touched a pen after my exams,thank God for keyboards!!! cause I didn’t feel like reuniting with ink just yet.I really missed writing something,so I wrote whatever sprung inside my head.
 Am a  die-hard fan of sappy love songs ,the kind that go like”I would give my life just to see you one more day” or “I can’t live without you”. Love makes us go crazy,I can’t argue about that!  But you have to admit,we do  live in a selfish world,and even though it’s a sad reality that am ashamed of,i also know that half of those sappy love song words are all said in vain. When you rationally think it through,ask yourself,who  would actually  have the guts to shorten their lifeline  for another person???? I had to be  real with myself  and my selfish me.And since this beautiful thing called life has a “change “ button somewhere hidden in each and every one of us,I really want to change that.Don’t be quick to judge me, I am no self-absorbed girl,I just thought of the little things I do that somehow make me selfishly absorbed in myself without knowing it.

I never knew I could be selfish in my thoughts,and three weeks that was my life lesson.Honestly,it’s a twisted concept of selfishness but if you give me a chance to explain,I will try making it worth the read!(Even if people say that your twenty's are the most selfish years of your life,all i know is that i don't want to go that common road)

If thoughts make us who we are,then it makes sense to say that,when we think more often about others instead of ourselves then we somehow care about them,leading us to be less self-absorbed or selfish. I watch the news,and it’s no lie when I say that it’s depressing to see disasters happen daily and being reported on  the news daily makes it so normal we forget the horrors people are going through. It was a Sunday afternoon, flipping through news headlines.One station was reporting an attack on a Sunday school,and since it was routine for me, I just changed the channel. But as I hit the remote button,I felt so guilty( sounds crazy but that was a changing point fro me).So with the guilt I switched back to the station reporting the  attack.
All sorts of thoughts came gushing through  my mind, like how sad it was for the parents but  most of all for those innocent children.That’s when I realized, “THINK ABOUT SOMEONE, CARE ABOUT THEM EVEN IF ITS TO EMPATHIZE,BECAUSE IF I DON’T CARE  I LOSE MY HUMANITY  AND SLOWLY BY SLOWLY  I BECOME A SELFISH ME!THEY MIGHT NOT KNOW THAT I THINK ABOUT THEM,BUT SOMEHOW  AND SOMETIME IN THIS LIFE,I WILL BE ABLE TO HELP SOMEONE ELSE WHEN I CAN BECAUSE I TOOK TIME TO CARE,I WAS THOUGHTFUL!”

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