Just because the process I am giving myself to shakes me again and again does not mean an interesting life. It is just that I agree for things to happen to me. I said "Yes" to this, that someone else may come and do with my life anything he wants, so what's special when he does.
Some say, I am an intelligent man. No, I do not feel like that. Just look at Einstein, or Darwin, or Landau — and what I can do with my mind won't be of much worth. When I look at Patanjali, Ramakrishna, Shiva — all is left for me is to just bow down. These are people of such capability and proportions, I have no way of even perceiving their magnitude.
So, what is left? Just a piece of life, that I am. But what kind of life... that is a different story.