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"........I am so sad that I don't have 'Kelly'
........But I am so grateful that she was with me on that (lonely) island.
........And I know what I have to do now.
........I gotta keep breathing.
........Because tomorrow the sun will rise.
........(And) who knows what the tide could bring?"

These are some dialogues from Tom Hanks movie -'Cast Away' that I watched yesterday.I found it very interesting as it deals about story of a FedEx employee who has been trapped alone in a lonely island near pacific ocean after a plane crash.He has no hope that he 'll be rescued.But, he struggled to live and the only thing that kept alived his interest in living life was the photo of his girlfriend(Kelly) whom he loved too much.
Finally somehow for 4 years, a tide brings him something that he can think of getting his world again.He struggles hard and somehow comes back to his world again but then he finds that his girlfriend has been married to someone else..............

I am forced to write this article because everybody fall in love at time, of them some gets trapped in ignorant world for sometime, of them some manages to fight back, resist against all the odds, wait for tides to come and get rescued because they have a hope called love but how many of them can resist their emotions if they find that they have lost their reason for hope, how many of them wait till next tide to come?
Recently, I went through a very unfortunate event that a student from IIT,Kanpur committed suicide (http://indianexpress.com/story/16149.html) and when I tried to go inside I found the story was resembling somewhat like this.
I sometimes think that 'Is this love the necessary and sufficient reason to live a life ?' Is it that much important that without that a parent loses his son, a sibling loses his/her brother and last but not the least, a nation loses a talented citizen.

I am very sorry if this discussion is hurting someone's emotion but I want this discussion to be continued because it hurts me like anything when I find someone ends his life because he couldn't find a way how to suppress this emotion.From my childhood to being a so-called somewaht matured person I have seen thousands of such cases, in my village, in my hometown, in my school, in my college.
Love is the consequence of Life and Life is not a consequence of Love, than why 'Ending life becomes a consequence of End love'?

I am not a preacher or philosopher,but I am writing all these because sometimes I also have experienced such type of emotions but then I remembered one definition of life we often used to laugh during our easy moments( special thanks to Rupesh sir for his innovative mind)- "Life is like a running Trekker(a cab like Gypsy) over a road, you'll have to be fast to catch that but sometimes you find that you are so sluggish or the trekker is so fast that you can't catch that then just start walking along the road, may be you can invent life inside you some day"