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How to Live: Anti-Utopian Perspective

I don't have any blueprint and I can not have. I may have certain immidiate purposes to achieve but it has nothing to do with the ultimate end. In fact, there cannot be any pre-decided end. Many times I tried to follow a routine to succeed, each time I failed miserably. Those failures are close to my heart. It is only failures which make me realise that life is not a manifesto to be proclaimed. Life is situational, temporal, here and now. It doesn't mean that I don't have any problem, or I am living with eternal bliss. In fact, I'm full of problems which make me engaged to solve it. Many problems are solved and many more come in between. But I don't think that these problems are itself the problem. Only this conflict deserves to be named as life. I cannot dream a heaven on earth. I cannot imagine a fairytale to come true. Life is what it is obvious to my senses. I witness it, feel it, what else is life. Here is bliss, ceaseless coiling, full of waves, ups and downs. If I follow a routine, something will die in me. If I follow a situation like solving a puzzle, I may grow, I may find some new adventures and with it some new problems.  I may dream endlessly but at the end I can't be there. Instead I am here, right now with what is perceptible around me. One of the modern rationalists Karl Popper writes, "Our moral enthusiasm is often misguided, because we fail to realize that our moral principles, which are sure to be over-simple, are often difficult to apply to the complex human and political situations to which we feel bound to apply them". I cannot agree more than what he has to say. It is manifesto which doctors my life. It is prophecy of the end of history  which makes me numb. I do not have the ultimate desire. I do not know how to live. I am alive!

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