We are modern, we're the youth of today

In our search for that thing, that something that'll give us happiness, we've stop appreciating the little things that make up life. The human mind, though considered to be the most evolved, can still see only the tangible. The search inevitably leads us to all the tangible, materialistic things that are there around us - takes us towards only those things that can be measured - money, houses, cars, bags, clothes.

The list is endless.

Does this give us happiness? Isn't the list endless? Can an endless list ever give happiness? Does happiness lie in a future that we work towards?

Is love tangible? How do we measure love? Can we measure love? How can our mind trained to identify with the tangible, identify love? Can we try and count the number of good and bad things that people have done for us and then rate them on a love index? Are we all too self centered? Are we self-centered even when we love someone? Do we all think that the world revolves only around us? Is this why man initially thought that the Earth is the center of the universe?

Don't we all make our small little world carefully intersecting with the world that others lead - a world that revolves around us - revolves around our center. Is this center called our ego?

We, the youth of today, call ourselves independent, we work towards our happiness, leaving behind what history has written for us. we discard history, we discard wisdom, we discard those paths frequently traveled. We tread the unexplored, we fall in pits, discover oceans of hatred, love, agony, moments of peace, moments of glory and we fade into non-existence. Our tired soul finally settles into the present. After getting battered, we find us. The present fuels the soul, gives it energy and we misuse this energy is search for the tangible again.

In the present, the world ceases to revolve around us. We realize that the earth is not the center of the universe. There is no center. There is just a stream and we ride that. The invisible stream rules us. We just were foolish to cling on to things in that stream and think that these things piled around us, is life. One of those things is love, the modern love.