Purpose in life (contd.)

[...contd] We all know that one day we have to die, yet we engage ourselves in silly pleasures of life. We literally waste our valuable time by brooding over silly day-to-day matters such as "what happened in the office today?", "I have to teach my colleague a lesson tomorrow", "I have to beat my friend in the next exam" and bla bla bla. By scoring a good percentage in the board exams we often start thinking ourselves as something "beyond the world". By getting a job of high salary, we start disregarding and underestimating other people. When we possess money, we think ourselves as the ruler of this world. Ironically, birth and death waits for none. It is this basic thing which unites us all. The only difference is that poor people cannot sponsor a grand funeral ceremony while for rich people it is different. Everyday we argue and misbehave with the rickshaw-puller, hawkers and cobblers for a few rupees. Did we ever imagine how hectic life would have been had they not done their job properly? Who would have taken us so quickly to the bus stop in the scorching heat if there was no rickshaw-puller? From whom could we buy the vegetables if there was no hawker? Who would have mended our shoes if it needed a stitch and there was no cobbler?