We are a working class. We have no time for leisure. We have left an era behind, where idealness fostered philosophy, arts, and innovation.

More and more we are living a matchbox kind of life. Our 24/7 we are running like a machine: Wake up, eat, work, work and more work, eat, sleep.

Getting a leave is kind of real luxury which includes replying to phone calls or emails. We are always rushing but never reaching. Then society dictates us on the need of getting married, buying a house, raising children and what not.

I bet most of us die without imagining. Our life is not to live like cattle, grazing. Our faculty of imagination and consciousness ends up getting unutilized.