There once was a little boy whose mom told him the key to life was happiness. When he was in school one day the teacher asked the students to write down what they wanted to be when they grew up. Some kids wrote down Fireman or Policeman, some Actors, others Lawyers or Astronauts but he wrote, “When I grow up I want to be Happy”. The Teacher told him he didn’t understand the assignment. He told her she didn’t understand life.

Every now and again I find myself listening or reading people’s opinions and debates about the meaning of life, the purpose…it’s bound to happen, specially if you interact a lot with intellectuals, curious minds or enjoy reading about the history of philosophy.It must be one of the oldest questions in existence, in fact it quite possibly played a role in the creation of religions; “Why are we here?”, “What are we meant to do in this life? I feel lost”, “Where do we come from?”, “What makes me so deserving to have been born? is this life like a qualification test to be considered for a job after death? follow the 10 commanding sinless instructions and I’m accepted or punished?”.

I can’t help but laugh sometimes, asking “Why am I alive?” seems like a question coming from those who are bored with life, the miracle of life with all it’s beauty and interesting things isn’t enough and we want more?. Do you ever go to the doctor and say; “Doctor, why am I healthy?”, or do you only go you’re sick?. “Why am I alive?”.
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