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2day was late to ofice. Had to bring vegetables for home.So had to go with Sahashanka. On the way got to see a man totally in a wretched conditions.Felt so bad looking at him.Is it some kind of punishments that god gives all or is it the kind of life we bring upon ourselves.Can't say as I am not a philosopher.Sometimes I feel like extending a helping hand. But don't know what happens when I reach office.Sitting inside the cubicle writing those codes, I feel great that I contributed somrthing to the buipliftment of the word. But is it the purpose of living.Sometimes I fel like leaving gthe job & going to a place where I won't have any identity & I wll be lost in theis world,but can't do that as parents & family are waiting for me at home. At the end it matters how much I could be of help to them. I don't know whather all these things that are written & told by saints are trace. Don't we have a responsibility to the people who did something to us.Then where is the point is leaving this all behind. I feel those people are great who living in this earthly things live like a saint. In that respect my ambition is to become like true human being.Avinash might have felt bad today,but can't help it.had to send the status to the bank otherwise Lakshmi my mgr. would have felt bad today as it was urgently reqd. Nothing more to write. Sitting in that dingy cubicle throughout the day I am feeling like I have lost all my creativity.Anyways nowdays I have become a big fan of sudoku. It takes my mind away from all these things that I am goin through.Got to go.Have to read for my exam.s also.