I went to Singapore in the Summers !
But its not that I just think about Life & realize that whats the purpose of my life ? Is it to continue on with the inevitable life of a Professional whereby I have to work because the bills are piling up because I or my loved ones have to buy 'stuff' more & more 'stuff' & that later on I have to work twice as hard to get an increment in my pay so that I may exchange mental headache for less physical work because I have to buy more stuff & that I keep putting things off...simple things like doing a Course in Persian Literature or Classical Arabic or Philosophy etc. because there just isn't time & too many commitments & little by little I see time go by & one day I wake up as an Old Man who's spent the better part of his life making a name for himself, earning lots of money, providing a secure future for his family & increasing his societal standing but all the while those things....those little things that he really wanted to do - He never got to do them because there was always one more appointment or one more assignment or one more outing with your family !
And most of all in a nut-shell his life's purpose was to live, earn & spend dotted by instances of philanthropy - I shudder to think myself to be such a man & I know that I most probably will be !
There must be some higher purpose to life....something....anything that excites the hell out of me so that when I'm in the twilight of my life I don't look back with regret having thought that whereas
I was alive....I never really lived !
I still can't find that purpose & it depresses the hell out of me !