Is life unfair? Why should a person not get what he/she likes? Why are there to be so many meaningless compromises? And why should a person be forced to like whatever he gets?
Life is too complicated. And we complicate it further in our endeavors to understand life better. The process of understanding life is like chasing a mirage. The closer you think you are getting at unfurling the mystery, the more is the number of inexplicable things that lie in front of you.
But then, isn’t even looking for an answer to this question a complication in itself. Why even bother finding an answer instead of just living life as it comes.
Why do we keep imagining life to be whatever it is that we imagine it to be? Is it true that we are a figment of our own imagination? Is imagination a part of reality or is reality the eventuality of our own imagination?
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