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Limits of Thought on Life Process-by N.S.Venkataraman Image Source:Slguardian Source:Slguardian Everything happens in my life without my consent. I was born without my consent, though perhaps with the consent of my parents. I would pass away one day against my consent. The limbs and other parts of my body grow without my consent and steadily decline over the years without my consent. All is happening, with myself remaining simply as an observer. The time that I spend in my life seems to be only a time-passing exercise, in total ignorance of my origin and end. Even if I may not be very keen to know from where I came into the world, certainly I am very keen to know where I would go after my passing away. Perhaps, if I know the destination, there would be greater clarity of thought for me, and there could be some sort of comfort ...