What maketh a man ?

Its not that i really hate this world, But having lived 23 years on this planet, am not yet able to confirm why and from where i basically landed here ? And plz dont jump to tell me that, as i have seen religious men ferociously pour their 'faith full' theories, psychologists try to revise their old classroom notes,
biologist though answer where, but not why ! All men(and women) in vain.

Well m not here to discuss the purpose of life, but certain observations i cant resist quoting here.

First, To some merit, i have been able to separate few basic elements which form my personality. However the more i qualify to identify them, the more i find the complexity to have taken the next higher level. putting in other words, the rate of defabricating myself though good enough, is pathetic, to the rate of intrication of new observations.

So now when i see some good chaps so easily and so elaborately writing about themselves, what and who they are, i am thrown in a state of instant jealousy. So much to envoy that how could someone so easlily decipher himself/herself ?

This lead me to the following two possibilities..

1) Either the rest of world is not as undecipherable as me.
2) Or the rest of the world may no doubt be undecipherable , but fail to take note of it.

Well i could have tried to make out one of the above two choices, but with my own self still incomplete, how could i have embarked on the mission to explore the rest of folks.

I guess a combination of the both would be more appropriate.



Not that i haven't pondered, not that i haven't been told, but with every passing conversation which i have in this respect, i only find myself still more dis-quenched.