All of us, at some point in time, invariably suffer from a series of blows from life's cruelty, may be in different ways. And, we never admit those painful memories with others because we are afraid of being ridiculed as weak character.
The realization that you are not an achiever; the sight of happiness that you failed to cherish, the life that you've failed to live, and the possibility of you being termed a complete failure in life -- is extremely painful for someone who least deserves it And, your inability to express those pains and agonies makes it even worse.
In extreme case, adding salt to the wound, watching silently, that the happiness that you've willingly given up for the betterment of others, the joy that you've sacrificed for making others' life meaningful, going waste, inflicting more pains upon your almost shattered frame of mind.
Ultimately, what remains is the skeleton of a warrior, fighting a losing battle, who has donated the most precious period of his life for serving a purpose that didn't appear to have existed at all.
But somewhere, someone, keeping a note of this injustice, more than makes it up, showering a wonderful future to them who refuse to surrender to destiny's blow and keep working hard in the right direction!
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