Why are we here

Walking one evening along a deserted road, Mulla Nasruddin saw a troop of horsemen coming towards him. His imagination started to work; he saw himself captured and sold as a slave, or impressed into the army. Nasruddin bolted, climbed a wall into a graveyard, and lay down in an open tomb. Puzzled at his strange behaviour, the men – honest travelers – followed him. They found him stretched out, tense and quivering. ‘What are you doing in that grave? We saw you run away. Can we help you?’ ‘Just because you can ask a question does not mean that there is a straightforward answer to it,’ said the Mulla, who now realised what had happened. ‘It all depends upon your viewpoint. If you must know, however: I am here because of you, and you are here because of me.’

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We all are here because of each other. In this drama of creation we are helping each other in being at the pinnacle of happiness.
What's your viewpoint? It all depends upon that. Whether you believe the others are a threat to you or do you see the others as your fellow travelers who are helping you, who are giving company to you. If you do not let your deluded intellect run into wild imaginations then naturally you will find others are accompanying you. There would not be any fear. That could be easier said than done. Because whenever such an deluded intellect gets into imaginations and conclusions, it tends to make you believe in its viewpoints.
It is said that God was tired being alone. That's why it is said in the beginning of the story that Nasruddin was walking along a 'deserted' road.