What makes you thankful every day?

I just came out from my office. And it's cloudy weather outside.

Finally the relief.

Thousands of unanswered questions and thoughts are flooding my head. And I am craving for comfort.

But they won't go away.

As I write here, somewhere at the other side of the world, numerous events are happening; someone is caged to death, someone is begging for life, someone is undergoing depression, someone is raped.

At the same time, this possibility also flings up; someone just welcomed their first baby, someone graduated, someone got selected for a higher position, someone got married, someone just survived the last stage cancer.

By the time I finish writing this answer, causes and subjects of happiness and sadness might have changed.

How weird is that?

I am in immense pain. But someone is much more distressed than me. Nonetheless, someone is at far better position than me as well.

How should I feel? Happy or sad?

Grateful, let me be precise, for the fact that I am breathing.

To some, the world is cruel. To others, the world is kind. But to me, the world is just a five letter word in the dictionary.

Why to give it an adjective after all?

~ Pravin Gupta