It was on my drive back home from the airport, after a gruelling mid-year review session in Mumbai, that I got onto FB. All my apprehensions about the work to do in the rest of the year vanished into thin year when I saw the shocking news of the death of my batchmate from PG, Sanjay Gupta.
Memories about the time we spent together, the dreams we built together came to my mind. And then also I started thinking about myself. His death is like mine.
In our busy self-centred lives, there is a tendency to spend the day thinking about what we don't have in life or how it could have been better or increasingly worry about the future ahead. Little do we think about what we have. The people who are there for us are often ignored since they are in any case available.
All it needs : is one snap to take the life out of you or the one whom you care for. After that it is only R.I.P status messages until the next kickass status message.
Memories about the time we spent together, the dreams we built together came to my mind. And then also I started thinking about myself. His death is like mine.
In our busy self-centred lives, there is a tendency to spend the day thinking about what we don't have in life or how it could have been better or increasingly worry about the future ahead. Little do we think about what we have. The people who are there for us are often ignored since they are in any case available.
All it needs : is one snap to take the life out of you or the one whom you care for. After that it is only R.I.P status messages until the next kickass status message.
