The other day I lost all data from my computer. i had been garnering all those things very much selectively from almost everywhere. Books, movies, photographs, songs, videos, articles. Two days back the thought of losing these things would have terrified me, and today actually it does not make any difference, it has changed nothing.
The things that we rate so important in our lives are really important? Why do they seem so important if they are not actually? Why do we cling to the things whose absence does not make any difference whatsoever in our lives? Is it a meaningless pursuit only to fill the void in the life?
The Philosopher is being missed, again..