I was walking down the street without being aware of where I was... Who was I actually? Not a human being I deeply felt. I was just a thing that many people ignored and did not give a glance even though I was there and in a deep sorrow. 

Why...? Why do I feel such a sorrow in me while nothing is my choice exactly. My entire life is not my choice. I did not select this life, parents, family, relations...All were ready there for me. I was just born...

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