*Syllabus is same for all*. Be born, pursue happiness, deal with suffering; first chase achievements later chase nostalgia; when young, conquer, when old, preserve; the joy of meeting people, making friends, falling in love, carve relationships and see your self expanding, and then when people start leavening one after the other (children go, friends and partner die.. ) see yourself shrivel and shrinking, and then, finally, be dissolve into a nothingness called death, and, surprisingly, feel thankful to it for having released you from the misery of life. This journey from “whole world is my oyster” to “when will the death come with deliverance” , it is the same for those who live long enough. *School and books are different though*...Some do it with panache, some with simplicity; some with recklessness, some with caution; some get drowned in love and some thrive on hate; some live in others, some live for others; some sing aloud, some hold hand of silence and just listen to it; some seek shoulder to cry, some keep a bold front....our methods are different, but our tasks in life are the same... always...
-Pulastye
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