I have lost it. I can no longer keep up with the demands of life. It tires me. Neither love motivates me nor wisdom consoles me. I just feel like curling up and awaiting death. Why be busy and bustling when nothing in this world is worthwhile, neither wisdom nor love, because whatever seems to exist apart from oneself always causes fear.
Karnuni chaavuku veyyi kaaranaalu annatlu naa tiredness ki veyyi kaaranaalu (Just like there are supposed be a thousand reasons for Karna’s death, there are a thousand reasons for my tiredness.)
Comfortably Numb – Pink Floyd
“When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look, but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown, the dream is gone”
Know Thyself 