Happiness is like a ghost everyone talks about, but no one knows its whereabouts.

When, we surrender to the universe, we are its instruments; when we rebel against the universe, still we are its instruments, knowing this truth, the wise one becomes carefree.

There is something like, “Basic Dissatisfaction”, in most of the human beings. It deceptively whispers in his ears, that if he changes his career or job or wife or country, he would be happy. Unless this culprit is identified, tamed and overcome, man cannot be happy.

The problem with him is, his mind is conditioned by the thoughts of a philosopher, who denounced all kinds of conditioning.

A peasant, who was crushed by greed of a business tycoon while he was building his empire, took birth as his prodigal son to destroy his empire.

Ego must be strong enough to witness its own destruction.