Meaning of Life

Insignificant mortals, who are as leaves are,
and now flourish and grow warm with life,
and feed on what the ground gives,
but then again fade away and are dead.

Is human life just a dream, from which we never really awake, as some great thinkers claim? Are we submerged by our feelings, by our loves and hates, by our ideas of good, bad, beautiful, awful? Are we incapable of knowing beyond those ideas and feelings?

Is the reality we know a reality imposed to us by nature? Is the reality and the meaning of life a creation of men, such as music, or love or colors (science tells us that there isn't such things as music, harmony or colors in the physic world. Just traveling molecules: There is not, external to us, hot or cold, but only different velocities of molecules; there aren’t sounds, callings, harmonies, but just variations in the pressure of the air; there aren’t colours, or light, just electro-magnetic waves. Will you agree with me that there is no LOVE? I guess 100% wont agree for that...I bet for it.

Are we - and all living beings - just survival machines, blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes, as Richard Dawkins states? Are we incapable of knowing beyond the frames imposed to us by nature?

Is there any significance for life in a Universe of billions of stars that ignore us? Is there any significance for life in an Universe whose dimensions and nature overcome our understanding?

When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity that lies before and after it, when I consider the little space I fill and I see, engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I am ignorant, and which know me not, I rest frightened, and astonished, for there is no reason why I should be here rather than there. Why now rather than then? Who has put me here? By whose order and direction have this place and time have been ascribed to me?

Love gives meaning to our lives – as do friendship, or art or faith in God. These are factors of true happiness, of inner peace, of feelings of harmony, allowing meaning to our existence.

But there is the other side. There is the cruelty of life, the pain, the evil, not to talk of death. They are the hidden tigers, ambushed and ready to attack the imprudent, to use an image present in the Buddhist Scriptures.

Is between these pendulums - the positive, the one that gives happiness and meaning, and the negative - that our lives are lived. And when we meditate about all that, we arrive at a diverse and disagreeing set of thoughts about the meaning and purpose of life.

There may be trouble ahead,
But while there’s moonlight and music and love and romance,
Let’s face the music and dance in the moonlight.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

At times we wonder,what is a purpose of our lives?
why are we here? what should our life achieve?
why few people are referred as "GREAT"
who told them their purpose of Life?

Then we try to search the purpose of our existence.
And in some time, we give up.
we tell ourselves,"I'm here just to Live!"

No human is ever born with an objective.
One needs to define the our purpose of his life.

The purpose of life is to live it,to taste experience to the utmost,to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.


Happiness is like a butterfly the more you chase it,the more it will elude you,but if you turn your attention to the other things,it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.


The True meaning of life




" We are visitors on this planet.
we are here for ninety
or one hundred years
at the very most
During that period,
we must try to do something
good,something useful,
with our lives.
If you contribute to other
people's happiness,you will find the true goal
,the true meaning of life."



Enjoy Life !