Do you know the value of life? Would you give your scripture up for burning in a cold winter evening so that a few people can have some heat? Would you dress up as Santa Claus and give away gifts, bought with your hard earned money, to bring smiles on the faces of your neighborhood children? Would you give your turban up to dress the wound of a stranger? Would you go out and fix the potholes on the streets of your neighborhood yourself, instead of waiting for the government to do so? Would you rush to the aid of strangers when they are struck by disaster? If yes, then there is no greater enlightenment for you to receive - there is no greater divinity for you to acquire - there is no greater godliness for you to attain.
In a society of living, breathing and thinking humans, your personal life is not different from your social life - and if it is, then such separation between the personal and the social leads to a fake society, with fake emotions and fake decency - such separation only creates a fake civilization.
Every emotion, every phrase or sentence, every bit of human action, can be a form of art. Art is not necessarily bound to the stereotypical notions of the human society. Art can come in the form of a little sentence, art can come in the form of a simple brush-stroke, art can come in the form of an everyday snapshot, art can come in the form of a plain strumming on the fret of an old guitar. Art doesn't require definition, and more importantly, art cannot be bound by the descriptions of words, yet words themselves can form the most rejuvenating and liberating form of art.