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Dog eat Dog world

Have you seen that stray dog in front of a bakery or chat stand. You can notice that dog for whole day from the time the shop is open till it closes, the dog never stops wagging its tail and asking for food.
I used to wonder why, I mean doesn’t the food given by so many eaters or even the owner sometimes, fill its stomach? Finally the only logical solution I found is, as it only gets food in tit bits, it gets digested so fast, it is always in the state of half-filled stomach.
After thinking this the first thought in my mind was, isn’t this the same thing we do with life. We are wagging out tails in front of life, for the tit bits it offers us and we are never satisfied, we always want more, there is no end to the wanting.
Likewise think if life gives us all the luxury everything it can give, we are hungry for love, care, attention, time, like domesticated dogs waiting by the door waiting for their masters to come home and play with them.
If life for some lucky persons they get everything in life, love, family, money, success everything, then there are other people who greedy and jealous enough to try to hurt, steal etc. from them. Just like how the dogs fight over food.
It is true when they say “it’s a dog eat dog world out there”. Funny thing is no matter if life gives us anything or nothing we can’t change being a dog in front of it. The only entity to which we are entirely loyal is our life. Let’s make it worth living
(This is my personal thought, not intended to hurt anybody’s feelings by writing this)

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  1. Begging is universal policy, we keep begging for something or the other :D so life is like that no matter how much you give we need more :D

    So when there is no way out ;) lets enjoy being like it :D, Good comparison liked it!!!

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  2. True....human wants are more than our needs

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