I wrote it, but I refreshed the page, and now it's gone.
You know I'm a bad doctor, I give diseases first and then medicines.
Imagine a world, devoid of arts. A world where no one is ugly, where no one is beautiful. Everyone is same. A world where people don't draw those quirky rats they used to make us draw years back, or sing in showers, or write in cold nights, or dance like it is your last day on earth and no one is watching you.
A world where everyone is an either a doctor, engineer, clerk and rest is managed by robots.
And I thought, How would that world be?
Go sing in showers, go sing so beautifully that even the birds feel shy, go draw those pesky rats better than I ever did in my life, go write your heart out that even Shakespeare feels small in front of that sweet human you hide inside, go dance at a party as you always wanted to but never tried in fear of what they will think of you.
Go live.
If you are one of those who would like to take a step forward, try reading A Man Without A Country by Kurt Vonnegut.
Something optimisitic for you my friend
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