What is the life all about?

Some time i wonder what i am here for? What i am doing? And the big question which comes to my mind is..

What is life?

Getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.

Even if i am a celebrity.. I would not be happy

bcz for me a celebrity is someone who works hard all his life to become known and then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.

Sometime i feel like i am a cynic, cynic a someone who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

here in my mind the question still remains that, what i am here for..