History is anything but fact. It is just a mere victory song written by the winners !

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The meaning of Life

What is the meaning of life ? Some say its 42, well I say its 24 .... and 7 days a week, i.e. what we're looking for everyday and can never find. But recently, I have been schooling some different thoughts. Well not different but just an improvised version that reflects my being at the present.
You see I just had a daughter, the most beautiful thing in my milieu. She keeps me wondering how a snob like me can conceive someone like her, someone so perfect and immaculate. Then again I think she might just be the Meaning Of Life, at least for me. We humans, when we strip off of all our self proclaimed intellectual superiority and holier than thou existence, are just an animal like our first and second cousins. So, maybe after all we all do have the same answer for the question that we have pondered upon for GOD knows how long.
The Meaning of Life is Propagation of Species. At least it holds true for the rest of our family tree. But a friend of mine(whose name I would not mention for the privacy reasons and also he doesn't have any children of his own, yet) agrees to disagree. He says its too unfulfilling. Like I said, the meaning holds after we let go of our humanoid nature and bare it off to pure animal instinct.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to bore children just for the sake of fulfilling you're meaning of life. After all we are humans capable of doing much better things than that. I resent you from trying to find you're answer for The Meaning of Life in this post. Matter of fact, I just hope my daughter, when she is graying old and inevitably humble, doesn't end up on this blog trying to find the answer to the Meaning Of her Life. By that time, I should be long gone with all this behind in my rear-view mirror and she(my daughter) still being the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to me. But what will always hunt me, even when I'm long gone, is if the life is supposed to have any meaning at all.

The Big Yawn

I just took a big yawn which materialized into to a whole new world, life and civilizations. Beings evolved, flourished and fought over. Fought for their space, pride and rights. Heroes were conceived, good reined over bad, but not always. Beings bore ideas. Sense of accumulation outruled the basic concept of beings. There were moments, specific details that entailed that whole existence. The pride and glory, the rise and fall. Somewhere in between the commoners went about their existence. All of a sudden every thing conceived perished just in a whimp into ashes and dust. Everything gone. No traces except for a closing hole and maybe a hint of foul smell. And all of this took place before I could shut my mouth. Mmmm!!!