We all expect the troubles in our life to somehow micaralously disappear, but we only just realize the fate of the actions we take through our endeavors in life to answer these mysteries.

Why do we question and analyze the basic functions of being human, when we are inevitably in a position to serve? We serve our purpose to exist with each other and try to find our own personal meaning of happiness.

We serve our friends to make them laugh, help their heartache, to pull away our layers of self-vanity, and strive towards the most basic emotion of feeling.

We serve our parents to become responsible, to be independent in such a growing false world, to learn where we come from and not what we have become and to make them proud no matter what.

We serve ourselves, to place trust and respect at the top alongside humility and honesty, to study and learn from our mistakes, to somehow make a small difference and positive future for our own generations and to understand the meaning of love.

Why is it hard then to talk about yourself?
Why is it hard then to learn about people?
Why is it hard then to get along with one another?

It is our responsibility to make a difference.
It is our uniqueness we must share together.
It is our passion to learn how to love.