A happy life

Sometimes i think a lot about the purpose of life. Infact, that's all I do all the time. For every action I take, the thought crosses my mind as to whether I ll be benefitting from it or no. All this started when I came to IIT. Right from the first day at the mess when we were forced to wear the shirts and pants in the burning heat and with classes in MS702, i used to savour every bite of the food i take. It was delicious, and I used to eat it bite by bite, spoon by spoon, thinking of how each is giving me energy to withstand this world.

I do the same things even now.....;and i do it all the time. But now, I like myself. True, I feel things could have been different but I no longer think of past now. I try to think less of the future too.....its only the present which crosses my mind now....

I haven't changed. My prayers are the same, so are my dreams, so are my complexes, so are my jealousies, i have seen different people ,tasted many cuisines, but essentiallly the happiness, the sorrows, the shivers, the cold, the laughs..;they are all the same.

yesterday, i saw this, a good entetaining movie. I slept soundly, waking up to some back pain but again each time I wake up, its the same old pain, the pleasurable pain of living this life....of living each day with hope, hope that I will find answers to all my questions some day.