Robert J. Hastings had written an extra-ordinarily nice poetic piece titled ‘The Station’ which was a massive hit among readers years back. It can be read here: http://robertjhastings.net/ Hastings, in this crisp and touching piece, correctly points out that ‘the station constantly outdistances from us’. There is no ‘eventual’ station which when reached will make us happy, rather, it’s the journey to the ‘station’ which needs to be enjoyed and lived fully before the ‘station’ arrives. It is very true for each one of us for the simple reason that anxieties and uncertainties in our life never cease to end. We run out of time and embrace death soon enough in the hassles of our daily life which we cannot avoid, paradoxically. It is indeed the journey, seriously, which needs to be lived – to climb more mountains, to swim more rivers, to enjoy more morning sunshine, to listen to birds’ chirps, to take more evening walks, to hug our dear ones more – all these truly embellish our