A lot has already been said about life, about its purpose and about living it. Today, I wish to venture beyond the realms which gauge me optimistic else pessimistic. I intend to portray myself as neither of them. Life seen by a toddler, by a young burning heart and an aged skin, all differ in their perceptions. The vantage point changes from time to time and man is in the persistent quest of the purpose. Well I cannot generalize it... but atleast I can say, I feel the necessity of being in that quest...
I always tried to figure out the purpose. I do not wish to be philosophical, preachy else a maverick. This is no Dias for creating a different self-image. Am previlaged to be brought up in a contented cocoon. Nevertheless the disparity around, sends a cold wave down the spine. There is disparity around and the volume of which is so huge that, no other thing seems more worth fighting. A human is a human because of something called sympathy, at times empathy. This is it, whatever it is, that drives him or her towards reducing the apathy around. However, is this reason entertaining and sufficient to drive us through the average human life span is the question I propose. Man is in the quest of growth and this “growth” has different definitions for different people. Morality, immorality, a thought worth thinking of- is all person specific, subjectivity. If the all-mighty made this wonderful planet, in first place I question the penury embedded within. All aspire for materialistic comfort of their people and I am no exception. However, it cannot be the sole intent of human existence.
A smile on a deprived face is more worth and difficult in achieving than any materialistic, mortal aspiration. I always tried to look life in the eye. There are moments some have so often that they stop acknowledging that they have one. While some moments always wait to be celebrated, but the strugglers never give up accepting they cannot have one. I found my purpose and I am sure, though the reasoning may change with time, the core purpose of my next vantage point would remain the same.
Smile is a two-inch concave gesture. To get that somewhere around oneself is a wonderful and priceless triumph. As someone said, the goal is not to live forever but to create things that will.
I always tried to figure out the purpose. I do not wish to be philosophical, preachy else a maverick. This is no Dias for creating a different self-image. Am previlaged to be brought up in a contented cocoon. Nevertheless the disparity around, sends a cold wave down the spine. There is disparity around and the volume of which is so huge that, no other thing seems more worth fighting. A human is a human because of something called sympathy, at times empathy. This is it, whatever it is, that drives him or her towards reducing the apathy around. However, is this reason entertaining and sufficient to drive us through the average human life span is the question I propose. Man is in the quest of growth and this “growth” has different definitions for different people. Morality, immorality, a thought worth thinking of- is all person specific, subjectivity. If the all-mighty made this wonderful planet, in first place I question the penury embedded within. All aspire for materialistic comfort of their people and I am no exception. However, it cannot be the sole intent of human existence.
A smile on a deprived face is more worth and difficult in achieving than any materialistic, mortal aspiration. I always tried to look life in the eye. There are moments some have so often that they stop acknowledging that they have one. While some moments always wait to be celebrated, but the strugglers never give up accepting they cannot have one. I found my purpose and I am sure, though the reasoning may change with time, the core purpose of my next vantage point would remain the same.
Smile is a two-inch concave gesture. To get that somewhere around oneself is a wonderful and priceless triumph. As someone said, the goal is not to live forever but to create things that will.
