L…I…F…E ! is a mystery which has a different map for each of us, and we have to decipher it to unveil the real treasure. The only reality of life is that it’s uncertain. And the fact, what we leave behind after crossing the terminal.
A question which often crosses my mind is what exactly does our life comprise. And after much thought, I conclude that it’s made of incidents, experiences, failures, success, and most important “people”. Some largely influence our life’s activities and actions, some just come and go, while some are added as chapters in our book of life.
Today I want to talk about the uncertainty of life. The final terminal which we all have to cross to slip into the heavenly premises. This uncertainty reminds me of an uncle who resided on the ground floor in my apartment. He was a Police Officer and stayed with his wife and daughter, who were quite nice and always greeted me with warmth. I often bumped into him but somehow never interacted with him.
Uncle always looked serious or perhaps I thought he’s a tough nut considering he was a Policeman. Yet, I always felt he had a sunny side to his serious image. There was something about his face, which spoke volumes of his sweetness.
I promised myself the next time I met or rather bumped into him, I will definitely greet him with at least with a smile. After all, a smile is enough to break the ice isn’t it? 🙂
Mom- “Rashi, you know, the uncle downstairs. He passed away 5mins back.”
No sooner had I promised myself, I found myself gaping at my mom at this sudden liberation of news. My smile which was about to reach his eyes a while ago immediately bereft me. The smiling face of his daughter now covered in tears flashed in front of my eyes.
I wish I wasn’t there to listen to this awful update. But do we ever have an option?
Today also, each time I think of him or meet his family when visiting my home, I wish I made most of every time I bumped into him, to interact with him. I would have loved to meet the jovial side of him.
It’s so typical of people to say “You can’t help it. Who has to go will go. No one can stop what’s going to happen. It’s all destiny. But, LIFE has to GO ON…”
While going too you taught me something, Uncle! Life is short, and we must do everything when we have the opportunity. without waiting for the next time.
And also that- Life will Go On… but we never know, whether “We Will or Not”
Wish, I had learned this while you were here, Uncle.
LIFE GOES ON… Is it that simple? I mull over.
I believe we should always spray positivity on everyone we meet, whether we interact or no, but just with being there. Like Uncle did. We never interacted, yet he taught me something I will remember forever. I will remember him forever.
“How would you want to be remembered in the world you left behind after you have crossed the terminal?“
Dedicated to Mr. UNCLE!
Prompt 3- Terminal #writebravely #writetribeproblogger