There are many philosophers poets novelists and men of art amongst the ranks of those who strongly feel that life is not worth living.
The question naturally arises Why is this dark and gloomy conception of life? The answer is not far to seek. There is the spectacle of death and disease hunger and starvation selfish struggle for existence all around us. Germs of diseases are waging an incessant struggle against the life of man. We are compelled to think that it is a losing battle that we are fighting. We have to submit one day or the other. Poverty denies mankind all the amenities of the life. It denies him the necessaries like good food, clothing, medical aid and reasonable living conditions. It denies him the pleasures of life such as leisure and comfort. The race of mankind is extremely selfish. Man is the cruelest beast ever created by the nature. Wordsworth's heat is grieved to think what man has made of man. What charm is there in such an existence?
Yet the prospect is not so gloomy as all that. Iqbal and Browning believe that our failures are the beginning of a far greater success. In spite of death and decay misery and failure around us we do fell sometimes that there is something within us which is permanent and enduring. To develop our enduring self we must live and wage a war against the forces of evil and destruction. This will give us heavenly joys.
In addition to the heavenly joys there are earthly joys also. First there is the joy of food and drink. We love to eat and dainty dishes are quench our thirst with the refreshing drink. Secondly there is the joy of beauties of nature. The beautiful scenery of hills and dales green fields, plants waving in the all the foamy surface of the sea snow clad hills murmuring streams do not fail to strike our mind. Trips and tours picnic with friends journeys in foreign lands and visits to the water falls or beauty sports will give us a rare kind of delight. Thirdly the wonders created by man buildings like the Taj or Pyramids or Pharaohs are no less delightful to see and enjoy. Fourthly there is the joy of the line arts the higher pleasure of mind. We not only enjoy paintings sculpture music, poetry, drama and other products of the fine art but have a great desire to produce these ourselves. We have the joy of creation. Fifthly philosophers tell that the highest joy of life lies in contemplation. Lastly the discoverers, inventors and explorers find joy in discovering new things or places.
In short we come to the conclusion that life is worth living. We need only courage to remove obstacles in the way of achieving its pleasures.