Heal. Love. Cherish.

The meaning that life got is a treasure to all of us, the living. Life is a gift and a golden jewel.

Being in a company of good people is a blessing. But who are good people? Could be ones that just live by your principles, the principles which don't have to be right. One man's meat, is another's poison. Learning to live with people, knowing their ways and adopting to what the Romans do is no hard thing. As we blend in the system, as we laugh out loud and dance to their melody, we got to understand at the end of the little moment, it beats us to remain who we are. Maybe, at some small point, a little change or the other, but change for the better.

A strong personality defines a great heart, a very sound mind and a critical conscience knowing that whatever we do, in all capacities as persons will be dictated through the short personalised interaction with a social group. No make up, no liposuction, no pills cover an ugly self. It is a duty, rather than a responsibility to be good.

In soul searching, in soul hunting, we are priorities of ourselves. The best form of love starts from as low as the person, the deepest and most sincere of love. All done in moderation are of good, as such, love yourself not too much to pinch others. Put your priorities not so much that it hurts others. Three religious books put forth, love for others what you love for yourself. The world would have healed, the world would have been a better place.

The community nowadays is at its deepest of aches. The interest of the individual and a certain group on top, forgetting its one large society, each has an equal share. All is well when it ends well, hopefully it ends well. Aggression and soft form of love ought to heal the world of its sole aches. As five fingers will never be equal and so are people, its upto the few of us to pioneer to equal and graceful oneness of the society.

Its our responsibility. To heal. To love. To cherish.