life...i guess is like a strand of grass.

it is meant to endure the strong winds...even storms that might come.
some chose to be unique...stand out from the rest.
but soon they realise they will be standing on a plot of barren land.
so in the end some turned yellow. lifeless. dying. even without fulfilling their true purpose.

so what is the purpose of every strand of grass? grow taller than everyone else?
i guess to stand out also means a responsibility to hold onto. you have to be stronger than everyone else at all times. not many people can do it. many of us turned yellow before we can fulfill our purpose of life.

i feel that the purpose of life is to be part of the greenery of grasses that forms a big, lush, landscape. it's never been one's purpose. it's just that the society nowadays tends to expose a variety of information to everyone. so are we supposed to wait till somebody else to tell you that it's wrong before you know it's wrong? then perhaps you have no idea on how to fulfill that unique purpose or you just simply don't have a mind of your own. i am sure everyone has the path to light. but some chose not to utilise their rationality and senses and fell into the dark.