Life is just a word but if it was touchable, it would have thousand faces. The passion of life is sometimes summarized in a loaf of bread passed to a hungry person! In a mother’s eyes watching her baby’s childish game. In a father’s fatigue falling asleep sooner than his child when singing a lullaby. It is sometimes seen on the face of a patient overcoming death.
The passion of life is just a painkiller that when swallowed, it directly soothes the pains you are feeling deep down. It knows which pain to relieve. It even knows how to delight you, so that you would get up, sing and dance.