Choice of our lives

Streets are empty, when you're home. A simple line but a lot to think about. Home's a place where your heart and life exists. A place for where you live and for which you can die for. A place for which you think when you're away. After all, home is home.
On the other side of window lies the unknown, Street. Streets from where life is learned, from where necessities are earned. Streets which attracts us for 'more'. Street's the place that makes you or breaks you. It teaches us how to learn, how to earn, how to walk, how to talk. Street is the arena where you perform to run your 'Home'.
Now as we know the difference between home and street, it's time to watch behind the curtain. There's a deep interconnection as well as opposition between these two. Home is important because it's home while street is important to run it. Both are depended on each other but both need more from us than we give to other.
Streets give charm, home gives peace. To bring home trophies, street demands persistence and time. Streets need the hero (or villain) out of you, home needs only the best of you.
There comes a time for sure in everyone's life when both street and home asks to choose. To choose the better once and for all. This is where the journey is tested. To test what's worth to you more than the other.
This is a point which nobody leaves without making a choice. You might have made it in the past or you are still running in the maze. To choose what pocket demands or to pick the flower that heart wants. Nobody can choose on your behalf. Nobody should interfere in the choice you make. Often interference destroys the result. Choose wisely whenever life asks. Choose whatever you dare to strive for. Choose the path on which you can walk or run, where you are content in the choice of your life.

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