It seems never to be about what we would wish to do in life. But it is what we must do to survive.

The world is a collection of amazing amount of data but with no meaning to them. The human mind, aroused by an insistence for meaning, seeks and finds nothing but contradiction and nonsense. The more one puts himself to wisdom the more sorrows he attains too. Sorrows are the unasked compliments that come along with true wisdom.

Love has reasons too or to be precise it has attractions, attraction by beauty, attraction by intelligence, attraction whatdue to the way we feel comfortable with them, attraction to the standard of living they could offer us and so on. Once the reason is lost, then it is a choice for us to decide whether to stay in a relationship or leave.

Love has reasons too or to be precise it has attractions, attraction by beauty, attraction by intelligence, attraction due to the way we feel comfortable with them, attraction to the standard of living they could offer us and so on. Once the reason is lost, then it is a choice for us to decide whether to stay in a relationship or leave.

The saving of our body would be at the expense of our soul.

Not all pain can be consoled. Sometimes all a pining person really need is an ear to listen and a heart to understand them.

There seems to be a formula for life, formula devised and perfected over centuries of labour by many anonymous brains. Like all formulas this formula provided a solution too, solutions for real-world problems.Birth→education→work→earn→marry→reproduce→indoctrinate your child with same formula→die = survival

Life is to be lived, not to run through.

I often wonder if people chose their lives or whether they let their life be chosen by fate.

At last we reach a point in our lives where we have gone through so many things that we are no longer worried about our dreams or comfort or happiness, and are merely trying to survive.