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"What is happiness if not the true agreement between a man and the existence he leads" - Albert Camus As the evening air starts bearing a chill and the life in the streets gets covered in mist, as the sound of the clock ticking in the room grows louder every second and a distant howl breaks the continuity of time, I find myself retreating into a state of reclusion, wrapping my heart in the thick blanket of memories of a life lived. Good or bad, memories or hopes, it should not matter, as long as they keep my heart warm. I have come to believe that the closer you come to yourself, the more consciousness you gain about your being, the better understanding you possess of your social, economic and personal problems, you understand and relate to the whole of humanity in a better manner. This is when you realise that the mass of the world is the same everywhere dealing with the same issues, struggling with the same hassles, being harassed by the same establishment. And it mak...