Why are we here
Life, sometimes makes me been thinking and asking my this question “why are we here”, maybe you too have ask yourself this same question before.
Some people say, we come here to struggle, live life, then die and nothing more. For some people, they believe that if you Live a good life, showing love to others, and didn't do bad things, then you have chance to enter paradise when you die. some believes that, when you die your spirit will go and you will be reborn as new baby.
People who follow the christ, believe that, God creates us just to worship Him. There were many theories like that, if I continue it will be too much for you to read, because people have different beliefs about this life.
Forget about why we are here, the question we should really be asking ourselves right now is, Why I'm I here?
We all have to find our own path, one have to know what he or she is doing here, it is our duty.
Life is more than what we see. When a child is born today, rapidly growing up, after some years, things become hard, started hustling and bustling, after many more years what's next? Inevitable death.
The question is have you been able to define your purpose in life? Utill you carefully discovere your own path, forge it if possible, else you will just be Mr. nobody.
My father died when I was at the age of nine, my mother too she died in 2015, and so has my beautiful sister also is gone. This makes me keeps asking myself, what does this life have for us, when we have little time to enjoy ourselves, then death till infinity.
I think about the pain and the struggle, single mother go through raising a child, it's really not easy, and that's what my mother do.
I think about life and ask myself, why can't we live and flourish forever.
I know that one day will come when I will be called late, my children and grandchildren posting my pictures to remember me.
Just my picture and nothing more? That means after all your struggles in life, all that will be remembered is your pictures and mere memories?. And until one day no one will remember you again. This makes me ask myself again that “what exactly I'm I here for”
It was a big blow for me when my mom died, I started asking so many questions, and now saw how life is worthless. Yes think about it, someone will struggle all his or her life and create something, but in the end will not have chance to enjoy it. I know we all have lose someone close to us before, and know that someone close to us will also lose us too one day. It's a fact.
So “Life is just a game of additionn and subtraction" but for how long. I sometimes I think it is up to us, to make people remember us for either short or for a long time. It is important to prepare our final and inevitable exit.
Again I will ask you, why are you here and how are you prepared
Author by Paul Omogie
The irony of life. A man will work very hard, all his life and creates things, but in the end won't have the chance to even eBob_skiddoBob_skiddoBob_skiddonjoy what he has worked for.