Introduction

 "Death's gotta be easy coz life is hard" - one of the lines sung by one of my favorite rapper Curtis Jackson a.k.a. 50 cents. What intrigued me most from the very start were the questions pertaining to life & death, easy & hard. There exists an apparent dichotomy in almost every thing we understand and arbitrary classifications seem to guide our perceptions and eventually our behavior. However the question remains, Is life really hard? 'What is life' is then the most obvious question that stands out if we continue on this mode of thinking. Is it the internal life that is built of our private thoughts, personal memories and individual narrative or the outer life which is physical but unpredictable and shared by other people and organisms. Which life did the buddha allude to when he said that 'Life is Suffering' and herein the problem of language arises. We do not agree on the color of the tie which goes with a blue shirt, agreeing on the meaning of words is far detached from this especially the context in which words are expressed are out of reach. What do we do then? Should we use analogy as a reasoning tool to expand on what we mean or do we use art to provide support and evidence to our arguments? Why should we even communicate when we know it might be a futile endeavor as what can one possibly gain even if someone truly understands our construal of life and the challenges, experiences and the joys that come with it? Yet, almost all of human history is about passing on that wisdom that one lives  and sees to one's kin and to the masses in some cases. There is this implicit psychological security when we can meet someone in a place where there is complete understanding between the two. Who should we listen to then? In a world of information overload, there are one too many blogs, YouTube channels, twitter threads- everyone giving their two cents on what life is and how should one live it! Numerous lists lists like '5 habits that will change your life', '10 habits of highly effective people', '3 Keys to happiness' dominate the social media sphere and there are some religious followers for each such proposition claiming to benefit from it. They all hope that something might trigger or something might change in them which will open a door within themselves for some 'magic' to happen. You never know what thing could bring someone out of severe depression or someone going through a period of mourning. You just don't know and so in that hope that something might help someone at some godforsaken point of time is why people continue to shell out their life advises, guides, sermons etc. Welcome to simple shit! A blog about life, with life and for life. This is not a guide but a reflection on some idiosyncrasies, imperfections, and illusions of life. Something we all go through, every now and then and what makes us similar to everyone around us and binds us together for eternity. I have no authority neither expertise to write on 'life' but I do have some level of awareness which all of us possess. I'm neither an existentialist nor a stoic. Neither a rationalist nor an idealist. I am but life itself.