it comes and stares at you in your face.. you stand there helpless.. one moment you are invincible.. the other nonexistent....
Wondering what i am talking about? It starts where all questions perish, thoughts disappear, our spirit gives way, and we end. Yes death is what i am talking about. Something i have been trying to understand for a long time now. You think i am stupid? Thinking of death and not life.. the ever scintillating object of scrutiny, filled with wondrous emotions, complexities and lavishing experiences.. that which is the part of my present. But this exactly is my point! What's the purpose, when i know that all of this will vanish any moment.. when there would no longer be a "present". We live, laugh, learn and love. We dream and work towards our aspirations. We will to constantly improve, become a better person. All our life we keep trying to achieve our goals.. short term, long term, the ultimate one.. call them all the names you like. We walk over life with our head held high.. achieving our goals one by one.. with a feeling that we are invincible. But the very next moment we are defeated.. or are we? Whatever we wish, dream, achieve all vanishes in that single moment. And when i come to think of the end.. i wonder, why the start, and for that matter, the journey or the cycle?
