WHAT IS LIFE
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3.30 Am. I'm sitting on my balcony and thinking, Where should I start? And if you think I'm the only one awake, then you’re wrong. A big moon in the sky is also with me."What is life?" I don’t think that this question has any particular answer. In my early childhood, when my mom scolded me for any reason, I thought flying away from the house and living in your own way might be a life! At another point in my life, I thought getting good grades, being praised by everybody, and becoming the parent's best child was a life. Then gradually, I grew up, and at the age of 17 or 18 when I used to ask myself, "what is life"? At that time, the answer was completely blurred. And from that time to now, I'm 20 years old, and I've stopped searching for the answer. Because every single day, life gives you a new answer to this question. But we all want to express life with two or three single words. But is it really possible? Never. Some months I was going to