Life has always been the biggest enigma for me which today aggravated my thoughts to jot down what I feel about the four words "life"! Why it has started if it has to end one day? Yet I have never been able to find any rational reason behind it. In life no one is complacent; everyone struggling to any extent running after to get more than what they have. Happiness on one day and sorrows the next day. At the same time, some are celebrating their happiness while others sitting in a morose atmosphere around. Every day we move a step closer towards the end of life with sweet as well as painful memories of the past! But never-ending dreams and expectations keep on increasing. Loving some a hell of a lot and hating and criticizing others. But why this love and hatred and for whom the dreams and expectations are? Like anything life also never remains constant. Every time it brings some new ones to accompany us on our path of life. Why do we long for anything? A moment that p