Memories after Death

Memories are the only thing that remain after death. Living by those memories and staying in the past and forgetting the present gives one nothing but more pain as the future is now, a lot tougher as or as it may seem so.

For me growing up with it was the most fantastic thing that happened in my life, but as times passed by, the slow death process had already started without me being aware of it. I had never felt even a single minute that something was wrong, well to realize, I had to stop enjoying the life I was actually enjoying,  but as it's told “We don’t not bother about things until they bother us”. Most of us are happy humans or may be that's what you think when you are one.

Cherishing the upcoming times is one of the great qualities a human can have and I was one of those types. No matter what twist and turns life throws at me, I knew I had to go on, cos it was not what I was looking, for my destination was something else which was still unclear but one thing was clear enough, that suffering and regretting  was one of the last option one must choose, as they are the most boring options and their impact keeps doubling over the period of time and their pressure seems to be unbearable.

       For me, as times passed by, I could feel the slow death process being triggered, initial symptoms were too vague for it to get my attention, I would almost ignore it, as we humans, designed by Him, generally tend to ignore the small incidents that take place in our day to day life. Take it as an advantage or disadvantage, but it is because of this quality, most of the us stay satisfied. Coming back to my suffering, today when I look back, I can sense that, I was the one feeding the death, slowly yet steadily, totally unaware and not bothered, due the happy times in the outside world.

But it is now clear the death symptoms are very much visible, at least to me personally, looking back and recollecting the good old days, I m not able to bear this pain of the upcoming death. Facing death head-on could be a courageous quality among us.

For all I know, I cannot let it die, for it was My Passion, the only friend, that kept me alive all this while, and helping me enjoy the fast moving-timeless world.
So here I try to rejuvenate my Passion through my blogs, and I have this instinct that one day it will take me to new heights, as I respect this re birth.

QUOTE : Performance always comes from PASSION & not from PRESSURE. Be PASSIONATE. Success will be yours.