It’s funny how many times I think of what keeps me running, what’s my driving force? What is that one thing that has not changed in me for all these years of my life that I have lived? I may have come up with an answer to this mind-boggling question. I think it is the search for the purpose of life. If the search for that purpose is such a troubled path then how difficult would the actual pursuit of those goals be?
If I have solved the mystery of my driving force then it leads me to a different perspective to the problem. The view that may be it is this very search which shapes the person in me to be what I am supposed to be and to be able to accomplish that small task that has been assigned to me to be completed within this lifetime. What is the proof of this hypothesis? I believe it is the subtle blend of happiness and sadness, of joys and frustrations, of success and failures that we experience in our life. Most of us at the end of the day feel satisfied (may be not completely but enough to be happy) and I think it’s this blend of emotions that is difficult to achieve in a life without this struggle for a purpose of life.
I might be completely wrong here. There may not be a purpose to life at all. But the very thought of such a situation is disturbing. How would it be to lead a life without meaning? Yes, I can come up with a different driving force than the search for a purpose of life. It could be achieving a certain goal, or making someone happy or paying my debts to my parents. Then that becomes the meaning of my life, a life where I now have a purpose. My mind is trying to ignore the thoughts of a meaningless life. I am unable to come up with a scenario like that. Does that mean that we cannot live without a purpose to our life? Is that the very purpose of life which is to have a purpose in life? You tell me.