Life of a Middle-Class Guy
A middle-class guy lived through two painful love failures.
One ended because of blind faith in astrology.
Another collapsed because of overthinking and twisted psychology.
He cried until his soul was tired.
He drowned in drinks,
met with an accident,
and carried the scars of his past.
When he tried to rise again,
to step into a new life,
fate struck another blow—
his family broke apart.
Now the question is—what is his goal?
Is it money?
Is it love?
Is it lust?
Or family, or friends?
From my point of view,
his real goal is simple yet profound—
a peaceful sleep.
A sleep without fear, without problems.
And I swear, one day,
at the end of his journey,
he will find that rest.
If he asks you something,
if he disturbs you,
please—don’t ignore him.
Let him open his heart.
Because who knows?
Maybe you too are searching
for the same peace.
Spread your wings.
Protect someone.
Save them from depression,
from stress
.
That, perhaps, is the real goal of life.
