The mind that constantly sways to the pulsating rhythms of others' desires eventually fractures and falls on the other, putting an end to each other's happiness.
Why was life forced on me? Was I a formless, weightless speck before? What sin I committed to get this travail? Who will take me back to my earlier sinless state?
I realised meeting him on the road to the riverbank is no longer possible. However, on the road he had walked once, there was enough distance for me to cover.
Your untimely outbursts in the class, which you called "philosophical flares," actually added luster to your lectures because they served as a key for your students to access their memories of their time with you after they graduated.