Is it a complete life?

Life in itself is not exactly complete. Impressions of a happy mind tend to paint a rainbow, on an otherwise bland canvas. Colors of joy, shades of sorrow, with a pinch of reality, dazzle into a sparkle called life.

Even before the dawn of civilization mankind must have realized how fickle our existence is. Yet, no one ever questioned the eternal truth. Least it reveals a secret, we wouldn't be able to contain.

A full circle of life brings us back to the start all over again. Did we start out on a journey headed back home? Would we rush it, if we knew how it was to end?

Little do we know what is life and even lesser about, how to live it. Many a trapped souls seek the truth that beholds the key to a happy and accomplished life.