Battle
Every country has it’s own border. Soldiers guard the border inorder to protect the country. What if the country itself turns into a battle field? What if the border becomes a warning board? What if the tranquil turns into a graveyard? What if…
Knowingly or unknowingly we all are in a battle field. Fighting, bleeding, crying, yet standing tall. The life battle is more difficult than real war. We need to fight for every single breath we take, from day one to our last. There isn’t any choice given either quit or end. Fighting is the only option, doesn’t matter whether you are ready or not, doesn’t matter whether you suffer or die. The only thing matters is battle we are in.
It is showcased as a playground with toys. But never knew playing was this difficult. A swing of a toy could cause a huge damage. It is showcased that others suffer and you are happy. Never knew other’s suffer would haunt us more than our own. It is showcased we will be happy when we win. Never knew even winning hurts. It is showcased as there’s only one war to fight. But never knew that one war was a whole life battle. It is showcased as lessons we were taught could help us win. Never knew lessons taught were useless and lesson learnt by ourself were in hand most of the time. It is showcased that what we know is enough to fight and win. But never knew we were just ants fighting with the elephant. It was showcased a tiny bite of ant would defeat elephant. Never knew we had to target the trunk of the elephant.
The battle started as soon as we stepped on the earth but we acknowledged it slowly. Fighting to breathe. Fighting to find friends. Fighting to keep the friends we found. Fighting to be happy. Fighting to impress people we love. Fighting to make people stay in our life. Fighting to survive. Never knew these fights never ends.
But now, I have realised life is a battlefield. I know we need to fight. I know what to fight for. I know whom to fight for. I know lesson learnt in school need to combined with lessons learnt during the fight to win. I know sometimes failure is also the success. I know win meant sacrifice sometimes. I know not fighting is also a fight. I know tranquil can turn into a graveyard but fight can bring that tranquil back. I know fight is not about winning the war but it’s about surviving in the battle. Surviving not about leading the war instead living through it. Living is not just being alive but getting along with situation. Getting along is not adapting but adjusting with time. Adjusting is not about sacrificing but achieving what we need. Ultimately achieving is not winning but is all about being HAPPY.
