We’re the ones whom we’re forced to be, though unless our will accept the given role it’s totally impossible to be forced. Human kind turned into a slave in a circus that it’s supposed to run. I love Umair’s rebelious insights pointing out the alleged perfect lives that we live are full of spritual agony, on the other hand happiness is entirely innocent, simple as well as light. No need for a rush to be better, richer and fancier as it’s ordered. Media, capitalism, consumersim and short termism invites us to patch our inner hole with outer objects, this’s a tried and failed method solely benefits corporates like they cannot be run without their founders sake.