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Hope!
This word controls our lives more than anything else. We breathe every second hoping it wouldn't be our last. We wake up everyday hoping that it would better than yesterday. we spend all our lives hoping to have a better one. Even the most hardcore cynic is driven by hope.
Maybe it's our belief that we are "UNTOUCHABLE" or our survival instincts, but hope is ever present. Our every action is rife with optimism and hope at some level. We just never stop to think about it.

I know someone who is sure that he is a cynic. For him it is an indisputable fact. Sometimes I thought he revels in his cynicism and sarcasm.
Something changed today.......

I just stopped and looked at him for a while. I saw that beneath that morbid attitude is a scared little kid who just wants to feel free... Someone who secretly harbors the hope that one day everything will be fine...
You see, he was told today that the ailment he was suffering from is not curable. He had gone through all possible treatments, but nothing could be done.

It broke him. I have never felt him feel this sad, forlorn and lost.

This made me think.. IS IT WORTH IT??
You know all the pain & suffering that I was feeling for him. If nothing could be done then there was nothing I could do to hep him. I put my hands up and said that it is not my problem.

Then I looked at him again....and what I saw scared me...
I had done it....Killed the last ray of hope he had..........

----------This is not me.....a story that someone had told me......
Don't know why I am writing this though.........................-----------