Posts Tagged ‘Time’

It's time to look back

Are we looking ahead or shoud we look back?

I think I have been promising myself to write and never got around to do it. I was most probably busy living life in the highway 🙂 well at some point you got to slow down and turn away into a corner just to ponder. This time I had a valid reason to ponder and I never chose the corner this time, it chose me. I’m going to obviously write about something that we are all aware of but maybe never think often enough about the possibilities that it could be us or it could happen to any one of us or anyone we know. So yes, if you were expecting some light hearted article, this post is seriously not for you. If you still want to go ahead and read, it’s all at your own risk.

I was actually doing promo shopping at the super market when my phone rang. I answered it with million of other things stuck on my hand because it was my bestie on the other end. The moment I heard her voice I knew something was wrong but I was hoping that it was not about someone who died. Really, I actually didn’t want to hear it (Don’t think of me as rude here, but I was clearly not having a good day). She said something that totally disturbed me all the way on my journey back home.

All of us can relate to death in some way. It maybe someone in your family, a friend or someone you met once or just an obituary notice that you went through. It’s how it affects you that could change everything about you. I’m still changing… I have lost quite a bit and heard quite a bit and felt quite a bit that molds me for better or worse!

Every morning I pass a burial ground on my way to work. I do not if that is a lucky sign but it certainly is on the way. I passed it today too like any other day but this time I read the names and the years and that were written. I had no idea who they were but it got me thinking? How many of you ever pass a burial ground and think of the lives people have lived. Have you ever wondered what kind of stories they would tell? What are the changes they would have made if they were given an hour, a day, or even a year to live? Were they proud of everything they did in life? Were they missed every single day by their loved ones’? Did people visit their grave anymore?  – Perhaps I only have one answer: I don’t know!

What I do know for now is that I can share certain things that still keep a memory alive…so let’s just grab a coffee and go at it 🙂

PS: Await Part 2


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