P.S. - Find Strings Attached

Life has become a routine… day after day, doing everything that I am supposed to do, living it as I should, but as I take a pause and think about it, I realize I am not living my life. It is mere sustenance. Life will keep going like this and in the blink of an eye, it will get over. My life is like running on a tread-mill, I will keep running but will not cover any distance, will never reach my destination. I am running, running fast to get ahead of everybody else, running fast to meet the deadlines, sometimes even to beat the deadlines… But what will I get at the end of it? 50 years hence, when I will look through the window of my home, or will flip through the pages of my photo album, I will then realize what did I earn all these years and what did I loose. So why don’t I live my life to the fullest? Why don’t I live larger than life? Why don’t I do what I want to do? I confess I am not bold enough; I don’t have enough courage to stand up and live only for myself thinking only of ‘my’ present…i find numerous strings attached to me, which will always control all my movements and actions...