Man is nature's child. Life is a metaphor to understand the greater space that we are all part of and to realise that one must be unhappy. His reasons of happiness may not come often but when they come they last for the nature embedded in him. They last for his world. The greatest happiness is in the beauty of nature. There is nothing like listening to a quail at half past two in the night and following her until five. There is nothing like staring at raindrops forever until they soak his glasses. Apart from nature whatever the rest exist today, they are for a mere period.