“What is the purpose of my life? Why was I born? I could have died any moment after my birth and can die any moment from now. I surely was not born to die. If death was the only purpose of my birth, then birth was not necessary. There must be an opportunity lying in the time between my birth and death that I am missing again and again. Since my birth and the story associated with it after my birth is a reality, then there must be a purpose, of both my birth and also the events that follow, that I am not aware of. Having no clue about what the purpose of my life could be and what that opportunity is, I keep beating about the bush, and eventually, I choose any garbage, suggested by society, as the purpose of my birth and life”.