Our desires have no limit. If we start writing a bucket list, most of us will end up filling a few hundred pages. It is good to have a bucket list. But what happens to us when these lists end up being unmet?

Does it make us love the world and people around us less?
Does it end up making us more pessimistic towards our life?

Is it worth living a life in pain, sorrow, or pessimism because of our unmet wants?