In life, the reality that we face on a normal basis is depressing, disappointing and lifeless. A perfect life is a life without hate, jealousy and pride .A creation or thought of emptiness to which only myths or legends originate from. But if a dimension of omnipotent peace was resurrected this is what it would be like.
Hate, a feeling of demonic control of anger. A bitter rotting corpse of emotion balled into a pale, cold, burnt of flesh smelled dough, waiting to be molded by any passing faceless victim. But in a perfect life, people wouldn’t hate, only love and consider other people’s feelings before their own. Fights and riots would cease to exist. Prejudice and racism would abolish. Race, religion and nationality wouldn’t be looked at or judged.
Jealousy is the root of hate. Jealously, a reaction to your own self-denial of knowing your wrong. Death would halt because there would be no reason to kill as well as the destruction of monuments that symbolize world peace would never be a thought.
Pride, makes a person cold. Pride causes the separation of two or more friends and Pride makes a teacher give you a bad grade, even when it is a great paper, because she doesn't agree with the particular subject manner. Pride also creates a facade; a mask for people to hide behind their cowardly, spineless and pointless life.
Therefore I would like to conclude my article by stating one of Mahatma Gandhi’s quotes-
‘’Where there is love there is life.’’
‘’Where there is love there is life.’’
Written by Devin Fernando (9-C).
Edited by Shoaib Sherrif (9-B)
Compiled by Murtaza Barkarar(9-B)
.
Edited by Shoaib Sherrif (9-B)
Compiled by Murtaza Barkarar(9-B)
.