Most often the things we value, the things that give us
solace, and the things that make us feel at home on this planet are the ones we never get to keep. They come as a tease and the moment we begin getting
used to the idea of having them in our lives, we cease to possess them. But sometimes it’s not even about possession. Sometimes it’s just about their
presence. Because they act as a catalyst to make us push ourselves. Because
sometimes they simply act as a distraction to allow us to focus on things that
really matter in life.
To grow as a person, to really find the one who breathes
life in this manifestation of flesh and blood, does not come easy. When things
that motivate us are taken away from us, we are forced to find motivation in
things we hitherto did not care about. It is then that we wonder what the entire
purpose of the act was. But the challenge of life is to find meaning where
there is none.
Because we did not evolve by memorizing axioms. That is not
what life is meant for. What it’s meant for is to theorize and ideate and
iterate, and find that which completes us and our purpose for existing.
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