Well for ages the topic of "being no more" has been the rounds of discussion in many intellectual tables. But then I am a layman, with intellect which can be defined as a bubbleman, blowing bubbles. So when it happens to the near and dear one's it yet again kicks of an awe which is incomparable. And a series of questions kick of in the brain of that chapter of life, that give's the final touch to life, THE END chapter.
The chapter that begins life and the chapter that ends life sums the smiles and pain altogether. The attachments, the memories and then the churning and tossing of feelings are all parts of the chapter. That part of life which says, "Enter this world with nothing, leave this world with nothing" is still intact. But of course in between you get attached to the person, you get inspired by their intellect, their awe inspiring deeds.
Every time somebody close passes off, it is just a reminder of life is too short to not live it completely. To not live it to the hilt, to not surpass emotions, to bring people together, to make them smile for a lifetime. It's moments like these that an attack of questions happens in the heart.
The chapter that begins life and the chapter that ends life sums the smiles and pain altogether. The attachments, the memories and then the churning and tossing of feelings are all parts of the chapter. That part of life which says, "Enter this world with nothing, leave this world with nothing" is still intact. But of course in between you get attached to the person, you get inspired by their intellect, their awe inspiring deeds.
Every time somebody close passes off, it is just a reminder of life is too short to not live it completely. To not live it to the hilt, to not surpass emotions, to bring people together, to make them smile for a lifetime. It's moments like these that an attack of questions happens in the heart.
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