At night on recliner chair,
Somewhere in quiet corner,
I was thinking and wonder
What is the purpose of life?
It is neither a trip to see God,
Nor a praise on award and prize.
It is the peace of mind
When life is on struggle.
Destination is just one end.
Life happened to be a hassle
Along roads and river of the world,
I puddle and sometimes have to climb
Up to the top of the mount,
Heading south and north and up the sky.
Well rounded experience till we die
Should be used to try to answer:
The great mystery of the earth,
The birth of a new discipline,
The revolutionized way of doctrine,
To imagine quarks to the universe,
To link the molecules to diseases,
To release energy of mother earth,
To cure the incurables and to reverse,
The curse from sickness to healthy lives.
-Wi Tanramluk
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