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I wake up everyday, so does the rest of the world.
But there is a difference, for I am not really much interested in waking up.

I work in a software firm. Why? I do not know. All that I know is that I must earn some bucks to keep myself alive.

Oops. This violates the first law by which I operate, which says: "To keep your self alive is not mandatory".

But there is a second law which makes it necessary for me to work.

The second law goes like this: "As long as you are biologically alive, just save yourself from crawling on the streets. Not Evolving is a crime against nature." This translates to "You can neither kill yourself nor degrade yourself in many manner, indeed you should evolve”

And obviously when there are two contiguous laws, there would be a third one too. Okay, it goes like this “Nothing except Music, Dance and Speed can ever excite you”. It’s more of “you cannot” than “you should not”.

It takes much courage to break the fundamental laws by which you operate. At some point of time in life, certain situations or certain people in your life, you get to feel that the laws
could be flawed. Probably, the laws are taking me to nowhere.

Life as such on this planet is moving towards what? My life as an individual is heading towards what. There could be people who would ask me, why are you unnecesserily thinking about life instead of living it.

Living life itself has become a problem. By this I dont mean the mere sustenance of life, but the direction in which life is flowing. I am talking about the vector and not the scalar.

I agree when sustenance of life itself is aproblem to many in this world, the direction does not matter at all to them. There are lot of problems like, how are we gonna get drinking water? How are we gonna plan the sewage? how am I going to equip myself to become sucessful in my profession? How am I going to cope with this summer heat? What am I going to do the next weekend? How much salary am I gonna earn when I am two years from now? How am I gonna become more popular and wanted in the workplace? When will I get promotion? When will I get married? How am I gonna help the unfortunate lot down the ladder? How much happy am I gonna be by doing something?

And these question vary according to where you are currently standing in the social and economic ladder coupled by the age and gender.

But I really cannot believe that these are the right set of questions. Deep down I feel that there is something fundamentally wrong with this life or the way we are living it.

Nobody is all the time happy on this planet. People are all the time behind something, either acquiring materials, fame or people or pleasure or peace or moksha or love or power. Something or the other. And the chase continues non-stop till the grave.

And in between this there are various masks of that we wear that finally we end up forgetting what was there behind it. Almost every act of communication between any two people is nothing but exchange of information done in a dramatic way. If it were robots they wouldn't waste so much energy on these dramas. We concentrate a lot on them and call it the art of communication, because we need to get things done. One uses another for some purpose. It is a mutually benefitting business.

Everybody is acting and we are doing nothing else but that. Being polite, friendly, aggresive...whatever masks you name, they are all not my face, but mere masks developed as a matter of human civilisation which has co-existance as the key factor. And this one factor has given risen to so many masks.
What ever relationships you name can be brought under this one factor.

If I would have been in the iron age, and If I was powerful enough, I would have defined my territory and would have only those people who are subordinate to me or some way useful to me. Nobody likes somebody sitting on top of their head. If possible the would revolt against me, if I can show my power I will control else lose out.
This happens even today except that it is hapening disguise with increased tolerance limit.

At the end of the day with everything in our hands, we would still be a beggar in a unknown territory of life looking into dark sky with utmost ignorance.

But still some important portion is missing from the jig-jaw. (To be cont.)