There is no happiness anywhere. When they were there with me, there was conflict; when they were not with me, there was a different conflict. When I was there, there was trouble; now that I am here, there is a different trouble. When I was here, I wanted to go back; when I went back, I wanted to come back. Now I am back, and again I want to go back — knowing that I will again want to come back. When will this madness of the mind stop? It does not let me enjoy a single moment.