Well...today I had one among the most disturbing discussions in life...something that I never wanted to talk about..not because I dont care but actually am afraid to admit that its something I (and probably a lot many more) fear..the discussion was on DEATH!!
I really didn't want to go deep into it but a few sentences, make me think...deeper...deeper than I have thought ever before..
What exactly is my purpose...to live just because I was born? To enjoy because this is my only life?? To earn so that my generations can live?? What am I here for?
Honestly I have no answer to that..and probably I will never find one..How can I..
A lot of people would have thought of life after death..but what is the point of living after you know you have no way of coming back...to where you want to belong and not be stuck up in a place which does not interest you..only because you can continue to live. Is living life without a purpose..without meaning..without fun..family..friends...even worth living...Once you're no more you can never even know what effect your loss had to people you thought would be affected most by your death...actually that wouldn't even matter...coz even if it did...there would be nothing you could do about it!!!
All that will be left is a spire of smoke and a handful of ashes....
LIVE LIFE TILL YOU HAVE ONE...you never know what lies in the next corner of life foe you..LIFE..or DEATH!!
