Sometimes we search for happiness in things that people or people close to us determine for us, and we forget what we want, and what makes us happy. Everyone entered the cycle of deadly routine, grow up, enter university, get married, he must have children in order to grow up with him, if the child is a boy, it is better, but we want a daughter; To help her mother, the daughter must have a sister; To appoint her in the future, and the brother alone cannot face life, so let us have a second brother for him, we want a house, we want a car, and here people see that our life is complete, and during this period we forget what we want, and do we really deserve to achieve what we want? Or will we be afraid to get out of the fight against the deadly routine?