Based on Bhagavad Gita Chapter 02, Text 11
Is life a doomed journey from a station called birth to a station called death with a bit of pleasure and a lot of pain sprinkled between?
Most of us may have never thought of our own lives in such stark terms. But this is the unvarnishedreality of life at the material level. Of course, the materialistic culture specializes in covering reality with countless varnishes through television, movies, amusement parks, and gaudy gadgetsthat fill our mind with fantasies for worldly enjoyment.
However, these varnishes can’t change the reality that all our struggles to lay our hands on worldly enjoyment will be rendered futile when death lays its hands on us. Our frenzy for material enjoyment is undercut by a nagging sense of existential despair in the face of our inevitable mortality.