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LIFE .... Life ..... a realism too straight forward to define, ........ an idealism too complicated to delineate. Ages have gone, but still eras are necessitated to depict this mystery. Many have dipped the pen of their thoughts in the ink of time to portray this enigma ....... but the more the one tries to lunge into this riddle, the more complicated turns this conundrum. After all, what is this accumulation of confusion ..... a bunch of bewilderment, a throng of perplexity, a bevy of mystification? For an ill-fated, wretched self who has lost his entire and has nothing else to lose, it's no more than a heap, a stack of woes, wretchedness and dejection laid on his head to be carried to the other end of the world that looks now to be at the remoteness of ages not miles. A true mother takes a sole innocent smile, a solitary luscious utterance 'MAMA' of her child as the only life ..... the existence where there is only one cute, endearing and ador...