“Life is a journey. Of self discovery.
Away from our imagined identities. Towards the truth. Or sometimes its the other way around. Depends on your perspective. But its dynamic. Continuous change.
Everything keeps on changing and exploding exponentially. The to-do lists. And the unanswered questions. Sometimes it becomes difficult to understand the changes and the resulting new version of myself. So how can anybody else understand me!
And that is the root of all the problems.”
“Did you know that there is a simple solution to all the world’s problems?”
” And what is it?”
“What is the one thing that keeps all living things alive?”
“Neither. It’s an idea. A belief.”
“Which one is it? An idea or belief?”
“What’s the difference?”
“Ideas are universal. But beliefs are personal. ”
“Either way. But what is it?”
“There must be a better life somewhere.”
But there was no point pondering over that question. Sometimes, the promise of that wonderland, or rather the wonderworld is all that matters. They looked at him with hope as though he would take them there or at least give them proper directions.
He continued “All the greatest explorers, inventors, adventurers were haunted by this idea. That’s why the hunger to find something new.”
“But people like us wouldn’t know what to do with that. We would still be haunted by the idea of ‘better”.
“Exactly. It’s a process.”
“Call it whatever you want. But what other reason can you have to wake up in the morning?”
“To enjoy the better life you already have.”
“There must be a better conversation somewhere…”