It does not mean that I ignore my social life. Well, yes I too hang out few times. But there was always a realization that this is not the permanent state of affairs. I also bunk classes (who doesn’t?) But all this was not because my friends were doing it. Simply because I wanted to.
That is what is responsible for the profound spiritual crisis of our age. We ignore our own selves to strive for something out there laid there by someone else. I remember an anecdote. One of these days, a philosophical debate was on full steam in my class when a classmate asked, “What is the purpose of life?”
We all spelled out the usual dose. Strangely, our professor became unusually quiet this time and listened to us. No one was satisfied with no one’s answer, of course. And then she said that, "you all are manufacturing answers as if you all have same lives to live". As if once there was a great philosopher who spelled out golden words as your commandments. We are actually afraid of our brains, that if for once we think, we will realize that there is no purpose. If your life’s design was premeditated than what is the reason to live? You live not to accept others’ will but to create and respect your own; for you have your own existence and consciousness.