The world we live in is thousand years old. Within these thousand years many trees grew and destroyed or cut down. Many animals and human beings were born and died. Death is the ultimate fate of all the living beings. According to the holy books like the Quran, the Bible, and the Tipitaka one day the world would be destroyed and all the living creatures would die. Then why this struggle for living? Why not embrace the death? I read a story about the legendary Greek soldier Alexander. During his campaign in India his soldiers caught ten monks for agitating the people against him. As they were brought to him he asked one of them ?Tell me who is more powerful life or death?? and the monk replied, ?life is more powerful then death for it bares dishonesty and injustice and tolerates them.? The monk?s answer may be very strange but it is true. Sufferings, injustice, love, hatred, struggle and so many other things that are directly or indirectly related to humans only become meaningful when human beings are alive and what a person does he suffers the consequences all his life not in death.
The life we lead is not chosen by us that is, before birth nobody decides which race, which family he/she would born. Life is not same for every person. At this very moment an adult person may be pulling a cart, or pulling a rickshaw to support himself and his family. He may live in a slum in a small hut and there is filth and dirt everywhere at the same time another person may be sleeping, or playing with his friends, or riding a luxurious car and live in a big house. There is so much difference between the lives of these two persons but still they live. Surprisingly they accept this condition of their lives and their way of thinking is so different. Most surprisingly it might be, that the poor person may find happiness in that life but the rich person may not for he always have to think about how to make more money. For all these differences life