Life Is Not Too Short

Life is too short...say some...but I never felt so. Life is very immense I suppose. At our age, we live our age along with our fathers and grandfathers and grand-grand ones (if we are such lucky to have one!). We listen to what they say and what they share. Isn’t it that we imagine their lives and feel so and live their lives? Isn’t it that when we listen to the stories of the age olds, we somewhere go to their ages and live their lives? And when we’ll come to the age of our grand ones, we will live the lives of our sons and grandsons. And our own lives..Is it that short not to complete what we desire and what we aspire? There has always been time to look back to the past and peep in the future in an idle mood. There has always been time to look up for career and love. Life was never short to fall in love with someone and cherish it (not only one!!). There has always been that time to make you the most educated and precious person in spite of all the fun in life. There has always been time to have room for blinking happiness and sorrow. Has it ever been, that a person is happy every time, whether he be anybody? And has it ever been that a person is always sad, whether he be a deprived? Nah. It is never so. Life is not that short that we cannot express ourselves. It is not that short that we cannot live to the fullest. It is not that short not to make somebody smile. It is not that small not to give somebody something that leaves a space. Life is not about death. It is really not. Death is a conclusion. May be I died, just because I was here. May be I would have presented a better hand if I was a place next to where I died. The stages of life we say is seven. But imagine the subject matter in those seven stages. They themselves can make seven individual lives!