Ok... Being my first blog i think i should start with the question droning in my mind for last few months... a question encompassing a lot of forked questions.. I would put in a very austere way.. "Why am I living?" It appears so humdrum that when i asked it few of my close friends, none of them took it seriously, and why not?Had people ever ferreted for its apropos answer,the living style would not have been so clumsy. Few of them rebuffed it saying it a silly question. One said,"Oh!! I thought once , but I gave up. Now, I think the purpose of life is to carry yourself in the best possible manner you can do." So simple reply but,again, the word best was enough punchy to baffle me.How can i figure out the manner to be best?
Frustrated by the apathetic attitude I started to look out for the living styles of the people around me.So many lives,ranging from the prolonged violent life in Africa to so called utopia of Times Square,