It's just ....

It's unbelievable that i am writing bout it ... i don't even know if anyone ever reads my blog n thinks about anything i write. but then wht the hell I'm still going to write. Till yesterday i wasn't too sure if i shud jus let it be or write bout it, but then today after meetin GD in the afternoon i jus cudn't stop myself. have u ever wondered y things happen? we always say wht ever happens happens for the best n tht god has a plan for all o us. don't get me wrong i firmly believe in him n tht he does look after ppl.. i mean i've seen prayers being answered... mine too but sometimes, i jus can't figure out his reasons or his plan... If u think life is unfair... U have to check out Death. She is worse. u never know when she might jus come for u... one min u r enjoyin urself thinking bout things tht need to be done ... the calls tht u've to make .... n u decide tht there's still time for u to do all tht... but the very next moment u r gone for gud.... Life isn't half as unfair as Death is.... she still gives u a second chance. I can't say the same for Death though... I was talkin to my kid sister a few nites back n she said something tht i'm gonna remember for the rest o my life i'm sure... "don't count ur blessings out loud, don't say it's never happened to u, u never know who's gonna be listenin.... wht god gives, the nature might jus take away". true indeed. When Surbhi was talkin to me bout her frien's trip to Goa and how not all o them mde it back home, i thought "damn... tht's SAD, but tht's never gonna happen to us." n today when GD n I were talkin i knew tht's exactly how he must have felt when ever he'd heard it befo the 4th o this month... now, things have changed, once boys - now Men. They say life teaches u a lot... i'm not denyin it... but then so does death, maybe tht n a lil more.

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Anonymous said…
anyone who is among the living has hope- even a live dog is better off than a dead lion!
for the living know that thry will die,
but the dead know nothing;
they have no further reward,
and even the memory of them is forgotten.
their love, their hate and their jelousy have long since vanished; never again will they have a part in anything that happens under the sun.
Go, eat your food with gladness, and drink your wine with a joyful heart.....
4/04/2007 6:11 PM
Unknown said…
Death is but the next adventure. When you wake up each morning, who know's it might your last. Yes, cherish each moment. But do not fear death. Look foward to it. Because, it is your cleanser. The day you finally become pure. Well written ma'am.
4/08/2007 10:26 PM
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