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Hope

A word used time and again and spoken without understanding the true meaning of it, is hope.
When the word hope is said, a question arises, do we really need it?

In your first instance you'd probably be like, "Duh!, hell yes!"

Me being myself, thought another way.
What if I say, "We don't need hope?", You'd think of me as a lunatic.

What I feel is if, and I emphasise on if, 

What if having hope from the start was the thing that made us vulnerable in the first place? Maybe without hope, we wouldn't ever be let down by our own optimism?⚡️
We wouldn't have felt bad for assuming a thing to happen! However much you like to hope, this line must've challenged you.

Maybe if there was no hope, there wouldn't have been any disappointment.
Let's face it, being optimistic is being hopeful.

Lets remember one thing, we are talking in the context of what if.
So I can only, by the extent of my blog, challenge you to think differently.
But I can't forcefully make y'all think about a non-existing realm.

So what does HOPE stand for? - Hope-  Holding On and Perishing/Promoting Edification.
(According to me)

i)Holding On : When you are optimistic, you hold on to the thing you're optimistic about, right? We tend to hold on to those things, till they are fulfilled. We can hope to face a great weekend, so we'll continuously be eager for the weekend right? That displays that we hold on to the things that we hope for.

ii)Promoting : Now the question arises, what can hope have, to offer to us? The hard truth about it is, it can only promote optimism. There really isn't another blessing, that it can offer. But that promotion of emotions in us is the sole reason that keeps us alive and healthy right?

iii)Edification : What does hope do? It makes us stronger, every day of our lives, as we hope to live the next day better than the previous one. It is the reason keeping us from falling apart. Be it a heartbreak, a death, even good things, like a first date. 
Hope is an error, as humans tend to take it for granted.

Lets say hope is keeping us alive, but is also the source of dissatisfaction and disappointment.⚡️

A thing so good and so bad.
Still we choose to hope.
Something adds up here?
Nothing.
Lets hope to find the legitimate reason for hoping?

It is our will to be eager for far greater and better things. Think about it, whatever you have right now, you are hoping for better things right? If you disagree and believe your life is perfect, think once again, somewhere in your conscience, realisation will hit you. If it does, my aim as being a writer gets fulfilled.

If you're expecting something, l hope for it to happen very soon.😊

By : Shaon Bandopadhyay 
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