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Sometimes we wonder what all this means. The purpose, the reason for our existence. Whether we’re just slaves to a master or are we masters for all those things we blame or claim in the name of destiny.

Nature has a strange way of her own. The human mind has a way of its own. But the question is, are we caught in a predicament that these entities cause, or is there a deeper and truer meaning to all this? Are these entities nothing but the lighter, and ironically, as we want them to be, the higher side of an unbalanced see-saw?

The problem in looking for the answers is that we only look for what we want to see. Seeing is believing - and we all want to believe. After all, it is the way of the nature or, I daresay, the way of the mind to demystify everything, whether complex or simple, into, as we would like to believe, simpler parts. But the truth is that most of the greatest inventions and discovery were made by chance, and not some scientific and well-planned studies. And Lady Luck always favours the obsessed.

The obsession far exceeds the academic brilliance or the riches that the world has to offer. It is what keeps us alive. And it is for that obsession that we have to exist.