When I started to experience that everything around me in the world started hurting me, I wondered how life can be so cruel to me? Nothing could make me happy.Works which I could do so easily, I even lost interest in doing them.In fact I felt change in my attitude towards moving ahead. Suddenly or slowly I don't know but it felt like every thing would be permanent and I am here only to suffer life. Losing happiness and content in life made everything like it's all about struggle.But with whom I was struggling with? It was nothing but myself. How? Because nobody and nothing did anything wrong to me.Actually it was my life who was trying to teach me that actually nothing is permanent here. I was just suffering changes in life because what I imagined and portrayed about myself, actually didn't work. My desires, aspirations and most important the thought of being here forever made me thinking continuously about only worldly possessions and respect from others. Her...