# Rizik's Resolution

For some of us, there's never enough time in our hands, and for others, there's no room for them in our hearts. Almost everything cheap in this world is worthless, don't you know?

That person who endures countless slights, disrespect, insults, and deprivation from thousands, yet asks only to live for a handful—who merely seeks a crumb of tenderness, with or without receiving anything in return—that very person, the world makes an outcast of them! People never choose to become cruel, never drift away willingly, never change of their own accord. But sometimes the entire world shoves them so far to the edges that eventually, they learn—perhaps by necessity—to dwell in solitude.

Never expecting anything from anyone becomes the only lesson life teaches such people. There comes a time when they depend on no one for anything, not even for a smile that carries a hint of warmth. They stop asking.

By then they know, with absolute certainty, that it is all performance. Those faces that make themselves known to us even when we never wished to know them—how can we forget those harsh nights, those cruel features? When life becomes so bitter to some, when it piles undeserved burdens upon their shoulders, they must learn—they absolutely must—to live alone and accept solitude. Whatever else anyone does, they should never debase themselves before anyone's door, begging for scraps of compassion, fishing for love from here and there. Perhaps this is the lot assigned to them by their Creator. Perhaps the Almighty has allotted them only this much. They should learn to accept it, and take themselves alone as their only refuge.

Fate is a thing—yes, it exists, and all our efforts cannot bend it. A few people to truly love, or the selfless love of some, one's own home, some good moments, financial ease, good health—these are all gifts of the Creator, portions of sustenance. If, after all one's efforts, these things remain nowhere to be found, then it is best to shed these expectations quickly, to step out of the dream, and to learn—urgently—to live, counting only oneself as one's own worth.

In this world, except for a handful of people, everyone else is simply fighting to survive. Whatever a person gains after countless efforts—that, perhaps, is the decree of their destiny.