There is a story we all know:
Every morning on the grasslands,
the lion must run or it will starve.
The gazelle must run or it will be eaten.
And so people conclude:
“Whoever you are, when the sun rises, you’d better start running.”
But when I look at life today,
I see that human beings run far more than lions or gazelles ever do.
We run because of pressure.
We run because of ambition.
We run because we fear being left behind.
We run under the weight of expectations placed on our shoulders.
We run toward things we don’t truly understand.
And I began to wonder:
Do we run to survive — or do we run because we are afraid?
Then I realized something different, something deeply human:
Unlike lions and gazelles,
human beings have the ability to stop.
To stop and breathe.
To stop and look within.
To stop and ask themselves:
“Why am I running?
For what?
For whom?
And is it worth it?”
I don’t have the answers.
I only have what I see.
And I want to share that seeing —
not as a truth,
but as an invitation.
If you hold a different view —
from religion, philosophy, personal experience, or any worldview that shapes you —
I want to hear it.
Just hear it.
Because perhaps at no other time in human history
have we run as much as we do now.
We run in our work.
We run in our responsibilities.
We run in fear of being left behind.
We run in things no one taught us, yet everyone is doing.
We run until we no longer know why we are running.
And then, somewhere in the rush,
an old question quietly returns:
“Why do we have to run?”
This question does not belong to philosophy.
It does not belong to religion.
It does not belong to any school of thought.
It belongs to human beings.
And so The Grassland Stories begins from the closest place possible:
the real lives of people who are running.
People like you.
Like me.
Like all of us —
those who are trying to find a way to run
without losing themselves along the way.

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