There is sadnesss in existence. The sadness that comes when one is not blind to the reality. The sadness that comes from seeing the indifference of the same species towards its less fortunate counterparts.
This sadness comes as we get attached to things in life - ideas, beliefs, likings, dislikings etc in addition to the people, objects, hobbies etc.
If we can remain detatched to these, there is no sadness, there is no pleasure. But, is that a life? Why dont we find out???
This sadness comes as we get attached to things in life - ideas, beliefs, likings, dislikings etc in addition to the people, objects, hobbies etc.
If we can remain detatched to these, there is no sadness, there is no pleasure. But, is that a life? Why dont we find out???
