You have to pay a price for doing everything by yourself. Don't be so self dependent that you may regret. You'll ask what is harm in being self dependent. Yes, there is harm. People start ignoring you in each and every situation thinking, he will go through by himself, he always does. Yes, I always solve my problem my own, but sometimes, I need, a descendant of Adam, who can at least ask. "Are you doing fine?" Some of you always say why don't you share your problems with your friends. You have a lot of friends out there. Yes, I have many friends, they love me. They share their grief with me too. They ask mine too but they don't ask like they should have. I don't share by asking politely. Grab me by my arm, don't leave me until I tell you. Hug me tightly until I tell you what I am going through. Lock me in the room and do not open it unless I tell you why I'm upset. Think about me, I have never shared anything with anyone. I can share only my success, my joy and happiness with you. Can you remember anything sorrowful and mournful that I shared with you in the past? No? Yes, you are right. I didn't.
I tried to talk with people. In my adolescent, I tried to share my grief with my parents. I thought they would solve everything. They couldn't. I prayed to God and asked him to snatch away my problems with me. He could if he existed. I asked for help with many around me. They mostly ignored. Sometimes, they promised, but never fulfilled any. I stopped sharing. I have lost my faith in humans. I don't see any incident where people helped me in hardships. What I remember is, I, helping myself. People feel proud of me. They always praise how I have become "something" from nothing by my own. I'm proud of myself too. But sometimes, I need a human whom I can present to all by declaring that he or she was the one who helped me in my worst.
No, no. There are people who helped me in my hardships. I'm grateful for that. They are less in number. They helped when I was strong enough. They helped me because they knew they could get something in return.
I always meet people who celebrate the young who are independent. The one who are doing stuff by their own. Don't celebrate. They are the most lonely entity on Earth. They seem fine and happy. They are not, indeed.
I saw and usually see now, fathers, who bought first cycles, scooties, bikes, laptops for their sons. I bought my firsts myself- My first scooty, my first laptop, my first phone, and even my first house. You remember when was the last time your father bought something for you? A car on your last birthday? Good.
Dear future youth of the world, never be independent in your adolescence. There is a time when you should be but not in your innocence. You have to pay a price for that. You won't be able to open up with anyone. Whenever you desire to share anything with anyone, your mind will be filled with doubts about the person. You'll be alone among hundreds.
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