Updated: 3 days ago
Somebody once told me that life isn't tangked. I mean, Tangled. Like the erratum, life too is full of imperfections and hardships. You seldom get your happy ending. And if you think you did, it probably means the story isn't over yet.
Up until a few years ago, I vehemently opposed this morose notion. I believed in a sparkles-and-unicorns, candy-in-the-sky kind of a world. And then, as it happens to the best of us, I grew up. It's sad how we often associate growing up with the shattering of our utopian fantasies, but I digress. Life, or as I like to call it, "The Unrewarding Grind", quickly set me straight. A couple failures, loss of loved ones, and the characteristic adversities soon taught me that none of it was ever going to be fair, and that that's an affliction I'd have to accept.
But then, thankfully, I grew up a little more. And no, it did not get any less painful, just uncomplicated. See, the thing you have to understand about life - it's simple, just not easy. And last I checked, the good things never are. If you want rainbows, you'll have to endure the rain, it's as elementary as that. Things might not work out for you at times, maybe one day they don't seem to work out at all; but someday the stars will align, butterflies will flap their wings, and the Universe, in all its glory, will sprinkle its magic on you.
All you need to do, is to keep at it. Hustle hard, the trending expression is, I think. Believe in kindness. In the magic. Believe that someday you'll get that job, or that your friendships will last forever. Believe that someday you'll find that special someone who'd light up your world with a thousand lanterns just to see that smile on your face. Believe, because it will happen. You can't keep drinking the poison that your mind pours for you, and then wonder why you feel so sick. You need to rise up beyond the despairs of a wistful existence; it's a war not easily won, but if anything is worth winning, this is it.
So, they'll try to tell you, that the world is dark, and selfish, and cruel. That, if it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it. I say, let their world be this soulless prison they describe. Build your own world, a new world. Go, live your dream, and then find a new one. Happily ever after is not a fairytale, it's a choice.