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Are we lost?

Why do we exist? 

There was a time when we existed to live to achieve something. Kings lived for bigger kingdoms where people lived happily and found a way of life better than ever. Scholars lived for discovering something that never existed before...something that made lives beautiful and made life more inclusive and worth living. Warriors fought for defending an ideal or a way of life that they thought true and sacrificed their lives for it. We read about it in the epics like Ramayana and Mahabharata where the great kings and learner men live for an ideal. A way of life that was called sacred. They practiced and prepared for it through personal sacrifices. 

Somewhere, something changed. We started living a life of immense power. Power that we only imagined a few centuries back was real and in our hands. We lost the big picture. Everything became about instant gratification atvany cost. Greed became good. We were self obsessed with ourselves. We lost the vision of our forefathers who lived for a cause much bigger than themselves and lived their lives guided by that code.

Today, we are just selfish. There is no greater good than bigger self ego massage. All we want is for an individual not for the common good of the society. We ceased to be a social animal the day we got ourselves on social media. We don't care for anyone now. Except us. 

Can it change? Can we start working towards a greater good and focus all our energies for a better tomorrow for entire mankind?

We must! Because our survival depends on that

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