Why do we think? Why do we sometimes become self aware to such an extent that we lose contact with everything around us? Why do we begin to realize something which others can't? Why do we start looking for meaning ? To make the readers at least grasp the slightest idea of Human Consciousness, I've got a historic account which is completely relevant. Well, these questions were haunting me since I was in 6th grade when a sudden realization overwhelmed me. This realization indicated the life of a victim in a cycle which demands everything you own with nothing but sorrow in return. To make myself clear, It was like we were the part of some loop which was orchestrated and bent to someone else's interest. As I delved deeper into the ocean of thoughts, within a few days, I lost my identity-the way I used to be in class. The toll on me was slow but relentless. And soon I gave up the way I perceived things just out of the blue! I know it's horrible and sounds made-up but believ...