Life is a drama, I realized it today or perhaps even before. It was just me the one who kept on dragging myself with the fantasies of unknown. 

Life is a drama, with us as the main character and people around as the sides and our surrounding as the perfect stage. But to whom do we perform, the answer is all based on our beliefs. 

Life is a drama and humans are so complicated. With no end until death came by, we make the easy things become hard. Why is there grudges? Why is there hate? Arent we the same from the beginning? The way we were born and brought to the life, isnt it the same or is it just me who thought so? 

Life is a drama. I guess thats why we judge. Being the oh so perfect judge we are, or so we thought, we loudly said our thoughts. To judge is normal, isnt that how first impression were made after all, but why cant we take it for ourselves? Why making fun of someone's life and made everything harder for him? 

Is it fun to watch, dear judges? 

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I wonder: what will you do to know whether that someone is worth it?