Most people exist, but do not live. The marvellous advance of science and technology is showering on us comforts and luxuries galore, but impart no meaning or purpose to life. Poets bewail this 'strange disease of modern life'. The author, who has interacted with young men and women at various levels in India and abroad, argues convincingly about the ways in which the youth can develop their minds and find fulfilment.
Stick to God! Who cares what comes to the body or to anything else! Through the terrors of evil, say � my God, my love! Through the pangs of death, say--my God, my love! Through all the evils under the sun, say--my God, my love! Thou art here, I see Thee. Thou art with me, I feel Thee. I am Thine, take me. I am not of the world's but Thine, leave not then me.
-Swami Vivekananda
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