The warmth, the desire, the need to get attached for something , for someone . It comes from the moment of existence , to the moment of leaving. That yearning for happiness, which lies as an interval between the two moments. How foolish are we to think that it means something? Yet, we yearn for it , we fight for it , we practically live for it. but the pursuit never ends. The emotions will never stop driving us towards it, We forget the gap will remain forever. Until we find the actual light.