One winter morning when the house was still dark and I woke up to the cold breeze rushing outside the window, I could not stop but think about the speed with that each day rushes and never acknowledges to stop and ask, "Do you want me to rewind? Do you want to edit?" Nothing! It just moves on and on. It is just like a book wherein when a page gets filled, you turn and start with the next; except, you don't get to turn back and live those happy moments again. It is a never ending process with no awareness as to how and when it is about to end unlike a book where you may actually see how close you are to the end.
Life continues seamlessly and then abruptly ends. People try make sense of it by being successful according to their own understanding and perception. They find ways to keep themselves engaged and going. The point is - what if you are working on something that is the aim and purpose of your life and as the next page comes i.e. the next day, it turns out to be the end - the last page of your life. Oops!! The only aim to which you dedicated your entire being remains unfulfilled. What was the purpose of such a life wherein you never know when the end is approaching?
But nevertheless, people continue to live with all the zeal and fervor. Hats off to us HUMANS!
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