Every morning when I get up , I have a toughest question to answer. What is purpose of my life? I have just joined the group of office goers and in the short span , I have started asking what is the point of making a living. I have no clue. Yes we go to school to college to office to marriage to children and finally to grave. That is the cycle , which everyone has to go partially in the same order until one hoops to grave .What is that one thing which gives meaning to all these things ? I am puzzled. Are we suppose to chase our dreams . What are we suppose to do? I feel the vaccum in myself. I just thought and felt , I must have stopped learning. So now I learn a few new words and few new tricks here and there .And the emptiness still lures.I pray , I read , I listen music and watch movies and I am still the same. Can somebody out there tell me or share how to make my life meaningful from meaningless.I hope atleast someone out there will have the same dilemma as mine. At times I am ok with this emptiness and sometime it kills me. I ask myself, why do I wake up in the morning ? or why the urge to write? Is there a button ,by which we could forward the reel called life and see how we fared in our lifes and then relive from this present moment.Am I getting too filmy.Finally the cruz , what are we suppose to do with our lifes? Awaiting for your reply.
Note:- The writer has a stable mind as yours . The only symptom he is diagnosed with is, being expressive .Some might call him “Nuts ” and some ” Blogger”.And he respects your point of view.Caution ,only a nuts is competent enough to identify another nuts.And writer hopes you are not one .