Beside math equations, I have been trying to understand life. The life of business, wealthy, the one of “ Run or die”. The life of spirituality, love and share , the one Gandhi used to talk about. I wonder which one to choose? I tried and found zero answer. But something is obvious the life of “ Run or die”dominates. Unfortunately, our world is Egocentric.
My name is Diandra, I was born in Rwanda, the country of a thousand hills. I am an 18 years girl hoping that by writing every single phrase of my life, I will finally get the definition of life.
Why should we feel lonely when we have people around us ? Why does a smile fade? Why should we fail after a long time of victory? Why should we have a thin body for us to feel comfy? Why should things get worst at that moment you just got a glitter of joy?
These are some of my questions left hanging without answers
They say every colour represents something and I see countries using those colours as an identity. Sometimes I wonder which ones defines me ? Is it blue, yellow or both? I feel lost but I have been told that my age explains my confusion. That I am just like a bird hatching from its egg. Does it mean that my age gives more sense to my life? I honestly doubt because they seem not to get it too.
I took a flashback on my life and came to this conclusion. Life is a puzzle, every piece sticks together to create who we are. What we do, say and how we feel. Every experience shapes us into who we will become.
So if u are living a cold harsh moment, let it be your one piece but not your puzzle. Stick it to your happy moment and give yourself a reason to smile.