"I don't wana live anymore"

"I don't wana live anymore"

This is what a lot of typical urban dwellers like us spurt out of their mouths in times of depression or when they see no light in front guiding them.

Well, i wouldn't say i haven't exactly thought of that, but immediately the thought would be dispersed cuz i know life's more than just that.

Often i wonder why there are lives in the world.

What's the point?

Why do we live?

Why are humans created in the first place?

To get a taste of what the world's like?

To feel the warmth of love?

To feel the cruelty of society?

Or just a trip where you go through a lot of happiness/unhappiness and what nots?

I've never gotten a conclusion to this, but what i do feel is when one passes away, that's the end of everything for only that particular person.

What about your family members who love you? What about your friends who care? What about people who try so hard to help?

It ends for the dead, but definitely not for the living. The people living who loves you will be depressed and the feeling of sadness is almost unbearable.

It was only when i've been through my Great-grandmother passing away that i've realised life has another meaning to it.

Life is not only about an individual, but all around him/her.

"Life is short. Cherish your loved ones."

This has been said times and again, but how many actually gets the gist of it?

I won't say i've gotten it, but at least i've gotten a lesson to cherish life that is.

"Life has to go on."

Indeed...