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I am sick of life, both mentally and physically, I suppose the one leads to the other. I have no rest in me, no desire. Whenever anyone makes me do anything or whenever I think of doing something, the invariable question that comes on from the depths of my mind is 'Oh what is god'. Is there good in this world? Is it worth all the trouble one takes over it? Is it not all vanity? The fact is I have lost faith in everything, in myself, in God, in humanity, in life, in the world. Nothing seems to be real or tangible. Every thing seems to be ephemeral and the outcome of human vanity. All my life I have fought and struggled against this doctrine. I have thundered from hundreds of platforms that the doctrine which says 'This world is a farce, unreal, imaginary and delusion; is false and immoral. Yet today in the evening of my life I found myself contronted with the same view.
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khud se kr lena yrr..hm hi kr denge toh tum kaise seekhega..aur cbse ka h na tum? sach btana
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