.png "What is The Purpose of Life? The Search For Purpose in Human Life and the Struggle for Reality.")
In today's busy life filled with hustle, where do people get time to think?
Even if someone wants to think, where is that desire?
This world is weary from the blows of desires; the world is under the control of desires.
People see humans from faces only, but where is the real human?
And where is the purpose of being human among people???
In human life, people give great importance to actions,
People get trapped a lot in the web of actions, and people talk a lot about actions,
People have become oblivious to the purpose of life; they keep getting entangled in useless talks,
What is the purpose of life here? People live here just for the purpose of living.
What hope do people live with in life? Only then do some people hope to live,
While living life, some people do something special,
No hope is greater than the purpose of those people,
Some people make efforts to conquer life with purpose,
In reality, what is life? People don't make efforts to know.
Some people living in life become very special; firm penance makes them special,
Some people living life become ruthless; they live in an illusion of the purpose of life,
Many people's talk is that life is an emotion,
Many people, by living life, remain unsuccessful.
Some people have known the purpose of life, some people have understood the meaning of living,
Some people understand the importance of living life, some people explain the meaning of living,
Some people are unaware of the purpose of life, and all people go by living a meaningless life.
Those people who know the purpose of life have understood that rare thing in the world.
Some people live with the purpose of life, with happiness,
Life here is carefree; this is the world of the carefree,
No one here is familiar with who will tell whom,
What is the purpose of life? Who here is familiar with this question?
What is the importance of a purposeless life, and what is the meaning of a meaningless life?
People here think that only living is enough, and in the end, eat, drink, and die.
Some people have understood this: pomp, spectacle, and staying busy,
Why go to the threshold of knowledge? The purpose of life is just to live!
What is the purpose of life here? All people are unaware,
Like all people waste precious time,
Understanding the purpose of life here is a very difficult task,
How many people understand life here? All people are busy with hollow talk.
All people live life here; how many people search for life?
Life here is like the pole star; some people have understood it,
For those who understand living is dying here, where is that door for them?
Many people fought to conquer while living life as much as they lived.
Some people have found the meaning of living's purpose, they said.
Living is a compulsion, earning is a compulsion,
For the common people struggling, filling the stomach is necessary.
How will they get the thought of living's purpose?
Engrossed in life's hard struggles, how will people go to the threshold of knowledge?
How many people have understood the purpose of life?
What is the purpose of life? Some people waste time in vain,
O human, what have you brought? Time will ask why you wasted, some people say,
How many people have an understanding of life's immortality?
Laughing, playing, you will waste life; there is no hope of life in these.
How many people understand the importance of life! When people are engrossed in work,
Those who have more than life's necessities earn here, accumulate here; people don't understand,
The purpose of life here is not the main; knowledge and liberation are not the main; work is the main here.
Life's liberation will slip away; how much work will you do?
Greed for money is very good; earning money here is a religion.
Money is business, money is heat, money gives zeal, money makes forget power, never lags in work,
Life's purpose is very narrow; rare people understand it,
Those great people who steady mind and intellect, attain immortality.
What to say to those who made earning money the purpose of life?
Life's purpose is not in earning and spending; life's purpose is a search,
Life's purpose is also this: those who have found the search for humanity,
Life's purpose is also fighting for justice and attaining humility.
Life's purpose is not in pomp; life's purpose here is fundamental.
People get tired while doing work, and don't understand their mistakes.
People run after work's responsibility, live a purposeless life,
No matter how much work you do, you will get tired here; people have forgotten human life for liberation.
How many have known life's purpose? How many have accepted the understanding?
Talk is a big confusion, in the multitude of talks, who has accepted?
If someone explains that life's purpose here is the essence of human life,
Hardly anyone will understand for whom you were born; you made your mistake.
Life's purpose here is to make human life successful,
By igniting the light of knowledge, one can attain immortality while living here,
The world will see, will say to people, what a human he was, friend,
Human life will be immortal. What a waste, friend.
Where are those who made this life's purpose successful in this world?
How much will you swim in the ocean of the world? There are no banks here,
Swimming and floating, millions of births have passed, those who understood this,
The purpose of attaining human life succeeded, no doubt in this.
People have forgotten life's purpose and live a worthless life here.
What is the value of a purposeless life? Human life is priceless,
Who knows this truth? Who has the itch to know that truth?
Who knows the secret of life's purpose, who doesn't understand, who will explain that secret to him?
People have forgotten the purpose of attaining life here.
Have you ever thought about where you came from?
Have you ever thought about how you were made, where you run after death?
Who are you in the guise of a human? Fulfil the purpose of living life, you
I have seen many people wasting, and at the end of life, they say this.
"What did I gain and what did I lose here, washed hands more than necessary here."
In today's hectic, fast-paced life, people are so entangled that they don't even get a moment to think. The poet asks in the poem: if someone wants to think, where is that desire? This busyness arises from the torment of desires, which keep the world bound. People judge humanity by faces, but where is true humanity? This situation shows we've drowned in superficial appearances, forgetting inner search. We value actions, but get trapped in their web, turning away from life's core purpose. Getting lost in worthless talks is easy, while life's true aim isn't just living, but meaningful existence. The poem warns that such a life is hollow, where precious time slips away without depth.
The poem portrays desires as the world's greatest captor, gripping every person. People are swayed by superficial faces, but where has the true human gone? We've forgotten the purpose of being human, which should lead us to higher goals. It's heartbreaking that desires exhaust us, and we drift without purpose. The poet says the world is under desires' control, but liberation comes only by awakening inner humanity. This search makes life meaningful; otherwise, it's futile. Chasing desires brings only fatigue, not peace. The poem forces us to question: are we truly human or slaves to desires?
Human life gives supreme importance to actions, but the poem exposes the spider's web of actions. People talk abundantly about actions, yet get trapped and oblivious to life's purpose. Entangling in useless talks feels easy, while the true purpose is forgotten. Living just to live here is a tragedy. The poet questions: What is life's aim? This web throws us into a pointless hustle without a ray. Some link actions to purpose, but most remain unaware. The poem cautions that actions are vital, but without purpose, they become burdens. Liberation comes only by delving deeper.
The poem mentions hope in living life, but only a few nurture the hope to live. Most live without purpose, leading to despair. Some do something special, for whom no hope exceeds their purpose. The poet says no one tries to know what life really is. This purposelessness makes us superficial, where living is mere existence. Hope arises only with purpose; otherwise, it's vain. The poem shows that conquering life is rare, and most live in illusion. This conflict of hope and despair compels us to reflect on our life's direction.
Some become special in life through firm penance, which the poem highlights as unique. These people, driven by purpose, do something different. Others turn merciless, deluded about life's purpose. For many, life is just emotion, but most remain unsuccessful. The poem states that penance elevates us, while delusion pulls us down. Those who know purpose understand living's meaning. This penance comes from knowledge and struggle, making life meaningful. The poet inspires that becoming special is possible with effort. Without penance, life stays ordinary.
In the poem, a few know life's purpose—a rarity in the world. They grasp living and share it. But most remain unaware, departing after meaningless lives. The poet says living with purpose brings happiness. This is the world of the carefree, where no one knows purpose. The question arises: what's the value of a purposeless life? People think living ends in eating, drinking, and dying. The poem calls those who understand immortal rarities. It inspires that understanding is tough but possible.
The compulsion to live and earn binds the common man, as the poem highlights struggle. Filling the stomach is essential, but how to get the purpose's thought? In harsh struggles, knowledge's threshold seems distant. Earning money has become a religion, fueling greed. Money gives zeal but narrows purpose. The poet says work is primary, but liberation slips away. Most make wealth their purpose—a mistake. Justice and humility are true aims. This social critique forces reflection.
The poem condemns ignoring knowledge's threshold. People stay engrossed in pomp, spectacle, and busyness, seeing life as mere living. They waste time, squandering precious moments. Understanding purpose is tough, as all are busy in hollow talks. Who searches for life? Like the Pole Star, a few understand it. The poet warns that wasting life laughing and playing is futile. Knowledge grants immortality, but work-obsessed people forget. Liberation is key, not wealth or work. It awakens us.
Few understand life's immortality; the poem links it to purpose. Steadying the mind and intellect brings greatness. Those not seeing purpose in transactions seek true search. Humanity, justice, and humility's quest is the real aim. Purpose lies in roots, not pomp. People tire from endless work, making mistakes. The poet says human life is for liberation, but it is forgotten. A successful life ignites knowledge's light. The world remembers those who become immortal. It inspires success through effort.
The poem ends, depicting regret—at life's close, people ponder gains and losses. Forgot the purpose, lived in vain. O human, time will ask why you wasted it? Yearning for truth is rare. Where did we come from, where go after death? Who are you in human guise? The poet says only rarities know purpose. Swimming aeons in the worldly ocean is futile; human life is priceless. Conclusion: A purposeless life has no value. It awakens: avoid regret, embrace truth.
The poem's essence: don't waste life purposelessly, live with an aim. Busyness, desires, greed bind us, but knowledge, penance, humanity's quest liberate. Rarities become immortal by knowing the truth. Don't forget the purpose in the struggle, or regret awaits. The poem warns that human life is priceless—make it successful. Justice, humility, and liberation are true goals. Don't waste time, seek. This philosophical work leads to self-reflection, where purposeful life is bliss. Awaken, understand, become immortal.
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