Hello there! Hows life?
So I think I'm going to write a bit while waiting for Abah and for Maghrib to come
Don't you think that this question is hardest to answer? No?
For me, providing answers, for any questions even, is very much relative and dependent on who are we corresponding with. Although we are compelled to tell the truth, or being in such enigmatic to tell the world how happy we are, or to shout to people how drained we are; we couldn't really bluntly give replies without caring for our correspondent's situation and where they are coming from
I've been in several difficult situation of which I struggled to find a good reply to this question
To people miring in such a struggling life phase, no matter how happy we are and no matter how eager we are to share our happiness; showing to them our joy would only adding more salt to an open wound. A wound that is far from healing, and aches even more if no duly care is applied.
In public sphere, we might not know who are our audiences, or we might know but we chose to be oblivious; so posting our joy is similar to slicing the hard truth into their throat of "look at this happiness that you can just dream to have"
To our superiors, we ought to display a positive disposition and in no way to paint such lethargic and negative person. Although we are battling against ourselves to love what we're doing, to be pumped up in every dragging day; we can't just say that in their face, all to spare our life and position (and pockets)
To our parents, they already had enough of us pestering them. It's time for them to enjoy their gold moments of not having to worry about their kids anymore. So we can't really sigh on each moment and expect them to lift the burden for us. Adults got to carry their own load.
To some selected friends, perhaps the best way to foster continuous good communication is to not bragging, although our initial innocent intention was just to tell. But they might not perceive and see us the same in their eye, clouded by their own perception. Don't worry, I'm not talking about you. Just, in general form of friends exist in anyone's social atmosphere
So to whom, to whom we're displaying ourselves in our truest crudest form, in such undisclosed skeleton that we will afraid for people to know? To whom we are not afraid of exposing our mess that exist underneath our "perfect" life? To whom we would not be afraid to be judged? To whom we can open up old wound to heal them and apply the right prescription.
They are the person we are in our vulnerable disposition with. They are the person we are in our highest intellectual capacity with. They are the person we finally concur that human has their emotional exposition. They are the person we are not afraid of giving our honest and true dispense. They won't flip it on you and they won't, instead of making us feel comfortable and better, they reason why we should not feel the way we felt and undermine our feeling.
So when they ask me, how's life?
The truest answer is to be given.. to them.
For you who are still in the quest, I know you will eventually reach there.