Worst are those who are criticising life

It is in fact pointless and absurd. A good writer once said the only way we can get to happiness eventually is that we fully accept the fact that life is absurd. I was once religious and back in that time I sure didn’t think existence was pointless. Jumping from believing in god and a plan to thinking there’s emptiness after life can be overwhelming, and it was to me. I also felt depressed. I think it takes time to get used to the idea. But believe me: there’s nothing wrong with life being pointless. We don’t really have to have a meaning to every little thing. In fact, meaning, and causes and consequences, are just an illusion.

I would say the best way to survive this absurd life is to find a way that yours mean something to you. I set my own goals. I know: you think it’s pointless to be “successful” at something since you’re going to die and there’s nothing after that. Well, not exactly. You are going to die one day. But the other days you won’t, mate! It’s just one out of so many you’ve got here! I used to hate to think I had just one life and then it was over. Now I am like I have got one life, so I won’t make it boring. And so I set goals.

And I want to live a life I look back and say: damn did I enjoy this earth. I did what I could to experience it, to love everything I did, to enjoy my hobbies and passions, and specially, I loved hard. And by that I tried to leave this earth better than when I came. Yes, there’s probably no such thing as the “afterlife”, but there are other people enjoying the experience of living after me, so I hope they’ll enjoy it more because I left it a little better.

It’s like you find your own meaning. Those are mine. You can have others. But always try to set goals in this absurd life and accept the pointless stuff that happens to you. Life is so weird and so worth it. Believe me, I’m an anxious man with lots of downs, but even I can see how fun it is to live.

Remember the story of this man was working for a regional newspaper “Samyuktha Karnataka” in Bangalore and drawing the salary of Rs.3,600 rupees per month. But one day he asked to raise his salary by 400 rupees, but the management asked him to work for 3,600 rupees or to leave the job. He left the job and started his own newspaper “Hai Bangalore” and the rest is history. Today, he is worth 400 crores of rupees. This person came to Bangalore with 360 rupees in hand 30 years back, but today his net worth is rupees 400 crores.

How did it become possible? If he wouldn’t leave “Samyuktha Karnataka” that day there would be no “Hai Bangalore” today. He would have remained as a worker till his last breath drawing monthly salary if he didn’t face rejection that day. I personally have a weird affection towards this 60-year-old man. I grew up reading his many novels. There are many flaws, cases, controversies and allegations on him, but I like him the way he is. The way he writes and narrates the story is just fabulous. Cheers!