Your life!

I want you to own your life, just like you own your things. Don't fear when you say, I own her. You own every bit of your smile and you own everything that you have right now. You even own what you are going to have next.

I have this thing against libraries, where you don't get to own books. The smell of the new book you just unpacked has its own thing. You feel every page, you say its too real to be true. You feel the words on them and smile and that is when you own the book. It is yours.

Similarly, I want you to open your life with your own bare hands, feel what life actually wants you to feel and smell and hear and see every corner of where your life is taking you. And you know the best thing about owning a book, you can even repeat the chapters. What if you like a chapter from your life so much that you want to relive it, or want to explore it more and just feel like doing this for a hundred more times. You need to own your life for this.

Remember how passing your hands by the water in the middle of the sea feels? Or how immortal it is to touch this ancient fort again and again, because you remember things strong when you know how it feels, when you go near them, touch them. Hold your own hands, learn what you are, hear what your body has to say. Feel your face, your hands, your legs, your neck. You must know your body first before somebody else knowing it for you. Because you own your body, your things, your people. You need to own your.