Living life is like flying a airplane and fixing it at the same time. It has been said many times and many ways. Some say it is like building bridge and cross the river at the same time. Is it so? Or we have made life complicated for ourselves? Do we suffer from anxiety of life itself, or do we have anguish of existence? Did life have any meaning associated with it when it came to be? When I say came to be, that process itself took billions of years. When a cell started to multiply billions of years ago, did it have any clue that life will have consciousness like humans have today? If life was to take any other course of evolution, what would we be like today? Could we be better in terms of mental or physical capacity? If yes, what would that be? Flying without any hardware help, and float into universe? Could we have traveled at the speed of light by now? Could we become disease free? Could we put others’ interest first than ours?
It seems as though life has different meaning and purpose for different individuals. My meaning and purpose of life will be either burdensome or feather weight to someone. This basic character of life keeps it interesting to everybody. Everyone is pursuing something different, aspiring and thriving for new and unlived life. Saints, scientists, accountants, politicians and farmers all have different aspirations, views, and ways of lives.
I can only speak for myself and my life. My view, opinion about life has been framed by my surroundings and the path of my growing up, the books I came to read, the people I came to interact with. If somebody asked me to write an essay on how to survive in Mars, I would be only writing my imaginations. And those imaginations would be only limited to what I know to imagine based on my earthly life. There is limitation in even what one can imagine.
If there was no war in past, if our ancestors did not have to fight each other for the food and land, if there was no need to kill animals to feed family, if there was no violence in our past, how would our live be today? If we did not know to hurt others, if there were no borders, if we did not have to lock our houses, no passwords to our bank accounts. Would it be fun or boring to live?
Obviously, the thought of an individual shapes the life of that individual and the collective thought shapes the societal life. How do we want our nation to be ruled, resources shared and what is our world view, all starts in an individual’s thought and gets translated to collective thought.