I, you or any person next to us, we all search for the purpose of life. May be not as boldly as some or may be not as unaware as others, I have always looked for something that keeps me going. Something that keeps me occupied. Something that keeps me satisfied. Something that does not let me slip into a slumber-some mood. I have always hooked up to that something like a parasite, depending on it for my existence.
May be such dependency makes me weak but it also makes me happy. Though dependency is not a very appreciable trait (in my own humble opinion) I have, for my whole life, been dependent on something. So it has never worried me that I needed a purpose for life.
That something has always changed from time to time. Sometimes it was a relationship, sometimes it was a hobby, sometimes it was a job. Sometimes a pleasure and other times a pain in the ass. But that something always changed.
So all along, my quest to have that one purpose for life have failed miserably, as nothing seemed to be more important than the next thing that came into my life. For quite some time I have also wondered if I had commitment issues, as I was not able to stick to that one thing which seemed so important to me. For example, this blog. It was once something that kept me from slipping into depression (due to sheer boredom and loneliness). But then after my marriage, I have not touched this blog for more than nine months. Suddenly, spending time around the people at home was more important than this life saving blog. Did I miss blogging? Hell yeh. But was is important enough to sacrifice the time I spent with my husband and in-laws? Never. I am writing here today but don't know when I will write again. Now that something to keep me going is my family and not one of my favorite hobbies.
So after long contemplation on my failure to stick to something, I finally realized the purpose of my life. It was not to have a purpose. I thrive in thinking that I have a purpose. I don't need one important thing. What keeps me going is my quest to find something, that I feel is important enough. I live not for one important thing but to find more and more importance in many things in life. The famous Greek philosopher Heraclitus once said that “Change is the only constant in life.”. Now I finally agree to it. Finally I have reached a point where I don't think about the purpose of my life. I just live my life to find the importance of new things. My life's purpose is to find the importance.