The mocking eyes laughed at me - "So you thought you were doing so well". I look at him through the veil of helpness all around me. Those eyes appear from nowhere and at times unrexpected. But they are so right in their mocking.

Our cocconed lives remove us from the realities so much that we do not realise the struggles of our brethren until one of our loved ones face such a situation.

"Help me out" - I pleaded with those eyes. It just laughed and asked - "Do you think life has any meaning?". I had stopped thinking about this question since my early twenties. I thought it was futile to frame an answer to this question. I believed there is no single answer to this question. Now, I am forced to answer the question.

My struggle continues...