I dunno how much crazy am I to compare life with a hostel mess hall.
Anyways,
imagine you save your seat with a plate and walk away,
it's not a herculean task for anyone to push your plate away and take your seat.

Before snatching away your seat, noone's gonna check your age, beauty or wealth. Because all that matters is hunger and the burning desire to satisy it...
So if something's yours, it'll never remain yours unless you sit in that position and claim it, instead of carelessly letting others lay hold of what's yours.

© the weird one