Saturday 12 March 2016

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                           'Dedicated to the person, who refilled my thoughts with ink'

     How many times have you witnessed an accident? The sound of shattering glasses, screeching noise of metals, whimpers of agony, last minute struggle for life, a moment of stunned silence, and then comes the ambulance.
 
     I live in an accident prone zone, and I used to see ambulance speeding past me atleast four to five times in a regular day. You can't miss to see the glimpses of panic stricken faces of  people going along with the victim, sitting inside in disbelief, due to struggle between the heart and mind to accept the reality. A few hours before the accident they would have been totally different people. Friends who were about to fall in love, playing the you-say-it-first game, a couple who have fought with each other over a forgotten dinner date, playing I-wont-talk-with-you game, a dad celebrating his son's graduation, they could have been anything, but with full of hopes and dreams.

     Usually the agony of the victim, prolongs until his last breath. But for others the pain might last forever. Pain of the unspoken words, unexpressed feelings, untold apologies, unreturned thank you, unproposed love, unresolved fights & broken dreams, will weigh their soul forever. Just the thought that your texts are never gonna get replied and calls are never gonna get picked, will crush the hard feelings and ego forever.

     The sheer essence life is its unpredictability. But we have been used to run behind materialistic things like money, jobs, works, power and positions. At some point we get to run so fast, that we stop noticing people around us, and take them for granted.

So walk slowly. Smile at the next person coming in front of you. 
Make that call...
It's never too late to forgive,
It's never too late to say that sorry,
It's never too late to say that thank you,
It's never too early to say that hi.

And...Never be too busy for anyone