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"Life, which is what we call it, Life that is how we say it…"

That part of us that we’ve never understood; often more than once, we confuse it with many things, I vividly remember instances in life when life meant eating, sleeping and playing. We eagerly waited for the chance to execute all these steps, never quite understanding what it stood for. And as I progress deep into the realms of real ‘Life’, I can’t help but smirk at how ignorant about the meaning of life I was.
The journey of life is a complex tapestry interwoven by a master craftsman whose skill is beyond the unimaginable capability ever seen. Life stands for many things, some we know, and some we don’t have the least inkling about. More than everything we’ve ever encountered, never questioning it, ever living it to the fullest. Many progress in what they are doing, some falter, some make it big in it. Life can best be described by the word ’game’. Why? Life is a game, we ask it for oranges, and it gives us mangoes. We plead for mangoes and it gives us oranges. Often times, we don’t see the meaning of what life presents us with, steps that life presents to us, are stepping footstools to greater achievements. Someone said, when one door of opportunity is closed, another is opened. It all depends with how we react to each and every opportunity life offers us. Giving up is at its best, the worst blow we can give back to these opportunities. Life is love and Love is life.





Gerry Loughran
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