life!

I somehow feel my life is coming to an end.
Too pessimistic, I know. But true. It can't go towards any other end than the end itself.

I may crack a few jokes here and that would make you all laugh and then you are happy for sometime. Then, same old thing. Life goes on. Where? Towards the end.

Its a very depressing thought that we are all slowly moving towards death. 60 years hence, I sometime think, I will be a bloody history.

Holy shit! That is crazy! Nothing more than sixty.

But sixty is long enough, some remark.

Long enough for what?, I say. What should I do in sixty years.
But I want to live. I just want to live. Death is frightening.

What non-sense is he talking, many will say.

But what is non-sense? Its after all our life we are living. Its our death we die. Are we not supposed to plan something? We plan everything else. But do we plan life, our life, the one life we have?

Are we living life the way we ought to, assuming we have only one version of it. Every day is unique, really so. Isn't life an opportunity? I mean what are we doing? Many of us are not living. We are just pushing on. We are waiting to die.

Steve jobs is one amazing guy who should be remembered for his mirror mantra.

(For those who don't know, he used to go in front of the mirror every morning and ask himself if he would do what he was about to do if it were the last day of his life. And Steve Jobs, by the way is Apple's CEO)

Only if I lived life, I would live happier, die happier! (Ah! mantra)