Time, is the most cruel thing around

Seeing the vulnerability of life always send trainload of thought through my head.

Death is scary. But that’s only a small part of my fear. The bigger part is not living life o the fullest. But the stronger emotion here is sadness. It takes one immense courage to die for the heartache of those you leave behind, is enough to make the heart feel thr ache physically. And knowing that with death, you leave behind everything you have in this life and what hurts me most, is the fact that you’ll never get to see the people you love ever again.

These thoughts make my heart ache, race and I calm myself by telling me that this is all part of life and I just hope that I get death easier (prolly the ideal way would be to die in my sleep).

Seeing godpa cry for he is awaiting his results for which might be postrate cancer made me realise how much he has aged and he is not going to be around forever. But I ask of God not to take him away from me for I’ve yet done my best for him. I always imagine in my head, how I would bring him to et his favorite food, look at things he’s never seen and I need to fulfill that. The furthest he can venture these days is he temple 500m from home.

Time, is the most cruel thing around.