Sometimes I wonder,
What if I was born in a far flung country?
Would I still be a writer ?
What if social media never existed?
Would I then have more than “5” friends?
What if I had never met certain people in my life?
Would I then know what it was like to love unconditionally?
What if I never learnt to read?
Would I have ever been happy?
What if I wasn’t allowed to make my own decisions?
Would I be married with kids by 25?
What would my life be if I chose to wonder about things that I lack?
Instead I choose to look at things that I have been blessed with .
And when I do I realize,
Even if I express gratitude for the following 25 years,
It would still be too less.