Why Are We Here?

often when i sat alone quietly in the dark, just thinking about myself, my life, the world around me, i would end up entangling myself with this one question, why am i here? what is the purpose of all this apparently meaningless day to day routine life? what difference would it had made to the world if i weren't born? i would look around and wonder how many before me had come into this world and vanished into the thin air,like they had never existed, so why do people come into this world if they have to leave it anyway? i would often observe the life of people around me and the striking resemblance of almost everyone's life on earth frustrated me, for you can sum up the good 50-60 years of average life span of an average man into three phases- a careless childhood, a struggling adulthood laced with fatiguing responsibilities of earning livelihood, raising a family, maintaining social status, saving away for the old age and the third phase of retirement- most idle time of life, waiting for the death to finally consume you. so you see in light of all these observations i started questioning my own existence. but among all my confusions i was and i am clear of one fact that God did not put us on this planet to see such a boring cycle repeat itself again and again, it just couldn't be so purposeless. i must admit that my confusions made me lose all my interest and admiration for this world and my life here, i found no point in the day and night struggle for survival in this ever so competent world where only the fast and witty wins the race, it was like rusting yourself for nothing. i could see no point in running this race and competing for the first place when all the victors and losers eventually share the same fate-"Death".
but as i pondered more and more, listening to the life stories of the people who had recently died (because people talk more about the good deeds and achievements of the deceased right after their death, maybe because time wears away their memories and puts them in shadow, as world always have more important errands to run than to mourn and remember the past), analyzing the lives of people around me, looking beneath the monotonous frame of their life and also reading about historical personalities, i deduced an interesting conclusion- every one of us is here for a definite purpose, a goal, a destiny and as soon as we achieve it, the death comes knocking at the door. this is in itself a remarkable phenomena, the underlying principle of which is that this world is not a garbage can or an attic to store away the useless old material, it is only for the most valuable and purpose full things and as soon as any of the thing here loses its purpose, the world simply dispose of it or in some matters replace it with something better.
now here one thing must be clear, every single soul on this planet has its own separate destiny of a peculiar nature. i believe we all are a small part of a bigger plan. i would explain it through the example that Shakespeare gave, assume the world as a mega serial drama with myriad seasons. each one of us has to play our part, now most of us have a very small role like that of the extras who are used to just fill in the screen. some have a supporting role and few of us have that limelight leading role, that's how our mega drama's casting has been organised. the roles are also divided between positive ones and negative ones, that is we have our heroes and villains. now no matter what part we play, small or big, positive or negative, each role has its equal significance. lets take the example of Pakistan, M.A.Jinnah was the hero, Iqbal and other leaders were the supporting cast and the rest of the Muslims were the extras. every single person in this episode was significant, every single person had his/her own destiny but together their destinies contributed to the bigger collective destiny of the nation. so this is how it works. and we all know that along the freedom road as the role of each person completed, death swallowed them. thus drawing the curtains and setting the stage for the new episode of the new season. life seems only purposeless as long as we are oblivious of our destiny, the moment we recognize it, everything starts making sense. all we have to do is to find that one purpose and leave the world as victors of our destiny.
my conclusion was a revelation for my own self. it amazed me beyond words can express-such utilitarianism! i used to feel so guilty to have my mind so occupied with such stupid thoughts, i knew all the basic religious facts of our existence but they added to my guilt that despite knowing everything why does my mind raise such ridiculous questions! i felt so embarrassed that i never shared my predicament with anyone. and so when i finally found my answer i was much relieved. recently i happened to go through some writings which suggested that after all i wasn't the only one perplexed about the dilemma of life and death. so i thought that maybe i should share my thoughts on the matter to help others find their answers. as much as i know, a person can't succeed in life if he questions his existence because this is the one question that has the potential to shake one's faith and eat up his mind like a termite, slowly converting everything to dust.