Discovering one's own purpose of life.

In this deeply civilized society, we try to make enough time to earn a million bucks but we aren't sparing enough time to find the purpose of our life.

Perhaps we need not go into the icy mountains of the Himalayas or dense forests of Amazon to find our true self. Sometimes it could be achieved just by sitting in a tiny room.

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I confidently believe that we all beings are gifted with some sort of talent, just dig out that and feed it with discipline and hard work.

Once upon a time, there lived a little rabbit in a small forest. He was very smart and intelligent, indeed he was the fastest runner in his province. But his society criticized him and forced him to take up swimming since swimmer would be respected more and could earn high checks.

He tried tried tried and tried but he remained as an average swimmer in his life. Regret occupied his mind at the deathbed.

Who knows he could've been secured many gold medals in animal Olympics.

I believe that satisfaction at deathbed is perhaps the costliest thing in the universe, it could only be achieved by bartering our full life.

Working for the purpose isn't a cakewalk but it is involved with hunger and love. In the process of discovering our path, it would be awesome if we enlighten others. Hehe just as whales help others in steemit.

Just take a minute and think whether you're going down the correct path. It's our own damn life and let's live like the one we dream!

                       Thanks for giving your time :)