We run after our dreams, money, luxuries and while doing all this we somehow forget about things which really matter. I wonder why? Not that I am an ascetic or monk; even I do that. Running behind the so called dreams of mine, trying to get my share of victories and fulfilling my so-called dreams and aspirations… But will these victories count at the end? I mean, what is that we will cherish when we grow old? No doubts that money earned, dreams realized will act as the measurable parameters to determine the degree of our success—only to an extent though. But that is not gonna be the beginning and end of everything—not our lives. Isn’t it gonna be the peace of mind, degree of satisfaction in relationships and the career which we pursue that will matter? Won’t it be the love and acceptance of the people who matter which we will crave for? Won’t we ask ourselves how many genuine relationships—with friends, relatives, colleagues, or neighbors—did we make ...