Death.

Ever wondered why we work so hard?

why we make friends? why do we love? what for do we keep racing against time?

just why are we born?

sumtimes.. its just too hard to know... what the next moment would be...

1 phone call.. shock.. and the sudden emptiness that has nothing to do with your empty stomach...
who knows when life would never b the same.. n it would vanish, escape from our hands like mercury thats broken free of the glass.. leaving us numb, cold, n silent.

sometimes i wonder why ppl die.. n nobody in the world cares...
they'd cry, mourn, say things... n thn its over.

The biggest example of whch i saw a month back.. one of my schoolmates.. a child in the 10th standard met with an accident n lost his life.
n nobody seemed to evn remember it, that very day as the school got over.

i stood there, standing silently, listenin.. They all walked past.. laughin, sharing jokes, planning things... the same ppl who had prayed for the boy that morning..

i seemed to hate them, that very moment.

but i learned soon enuff, that it is just another part of life..
maybe death seen is more pronounced than death heard... or maybe we just never wish to realize or face it's stark n naked presence...
that its a truth we are born to meet.. a destiny that we have to be a part of...

we hav a very short time, and a tremendous amount of work to do...
but one day, whn all of it is over.. there would b no more hurry, no more opportunity.. just a sticky, hollow void.
n all that ne1 would do is cry... n say words.. n that will b all.. it will b finished in no time.. n we wud b out of their world.. just a picture on the living room wall...and life shall go on, as they learn to walk bye, eyesd adjusted to the frame as they are to all the other paintings.

Let us all be more of a person than a being.. lets just
reach out, smile, laugh, love, support n forgive a little more... so that when
this roller-coaster comes to a jolting halt.. we dont jump off shouting that it
was such a short ride and had no thrill, but b the ones who have shouted,
roared, puked and are dizzy to their bones, but still jump off with huge smiles
and go.."That was great!"


Today, a very close friend of my father's lost his life.. for no fault of his own...
but i know that he was successful in doing gr8 works in his life...
cuz i remember him today, as 1 f the very few "humans" i had evr met in this race.

In respect n love...
i shall miss you.