In an unchanging rhythm our everyday life rolls on. The only interruptions in this never-ending stream are Sundays, and these are largely still degraded to the everyday grind and not used for self-reflection and taking stock of one’s life.

The words ‘everyday life’ or ‘workaday life’ or even worse, ‘the daily grind’, evoke in us feelings such as loathing or antipathy, dullness, and sometimes even disgust and despair. The colour grey best describes this drab existence and it permeates everything: the blank, expressionless faces, the robotic demeanour lacking any empathy or engagement and the grey uniformity of our urban surroundings. Even cars today tend to be shades of white or grey. Given these facts, we wonder why and for what purpose we actually live. Does

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