Life goes like this:

You get born, you learn, you love, you reproduce, you grow, you die.

Isn't that what people usually say when others ask what is life and they randomly reply?

I don't know though.

We get born. Hello world. We become the new hope and sunlight for our parents. Oh the joy! Look there! You just learnt how to walk. How cute. And you just said your first word! But do you remember?

The years of learning, studying, experiencing. We fail, we succeed. Admit it, we all have been jealous of our friends before. In many different ways. But hey, that's life. They said.

Why do you keep staring at how that person walks? Do you like him/her? Wow. Maybe they don't even have those kind of feelings for you. Oh god, that person looks hot. Puberty, they said. Them raging hormones.

Finally the love of your life. You love them, they love you. All those snuggles, warm hugs, drinking hot chocolate together whole being wrapped in a warm blanket during winter, or maybe splashing water under the hot blazing sun during summer, they make you smile without knowing it. 

Oh boy, pregnant? You're going to be a parent. You feel proud. The nine months with your spouse is hard. But it's all worth it when...

Come on push! Oh my, baby! So cute, the tiny fingers they are. You know how your parents feel when you were born. 

Your baby said their first word. You feel complete. You stay with your child, watching them grow and grow.

Time flies. How many years is it? 20? 30? How long have you waited for this moment, when they are getting children of their own?

They move house. You're living with your love of your life together in the house. You think about all the years you've been through.

I love you. You tell your spouse. Crying, could be heard. Sadness, guilt fills you. But what can you do? And the next moment, you leave this world.

Now think about it. No matter what age you are, how many times have you gotten angry at your parents for a tiny matter? Have you seen the disappointed face they have when you ignore or reject them? You think it's stupid, because you're independant. Yeah right, independant. Who held your hand in support when you are learning to walk? Who helped you find your things when you lost them? Who provides you food, money? Maybe not now, maybe they still are, but there was always a moment in life when you needed support, comfort.

Fight with you boy/girlfriend? Who gave you the warm embraces and lights the fire in your soul? Who gave you butterflies in you stomach? Who told you they were there for you?

Regret? Guilt? You love life don't you?

But.

Who broke your heart when you needed them the most? What words hurt you the most? What little action made you annoyed? Why wouldn't anyone listen to you? Are you not good enough?

Maybe.

But.

Life has ups and downs, we may be in a difficult moment in our lives right now, or maybe at the peak of it. Sometimes, we may give up, or we may give in. We hate, we love. Until now, no one knows one thing.

What is the meaning of life?

To have children? To live with the love if your life? To grow old? To have intimate moments every day? Or just having to go home after a hard day to see a bowl of your favourite soup at the table, and someone dozing off while waiting for you to come home?

What is, the meaning of life to you?