A
Man is always busy in making his life.
A life full of luxury, renowned name and the fame in the society. He is busy
day and night in making his (family too) future secure, Increasing the bank
balance.
From
Child’s education to their wedding, everything he does to keep the name and maintain
the reputation in the society.
He is busy running
behind the money forgetting his own dreams; rather say sacrificing his dreams and desires.
However,
in this entire phenomenon, he even forgets
when he was with his children showering love
on them and playing with them. He does not remember that when after his wedding
and honeymoon he has loved his wife and adored her again.
He
does not know when he has lived those special moments with his wife and family?
When was the last time he was with his whole family, laughing and sharing the beautiful
moments?
Moreover,
the reason he will give. “I am busy in
making their life, working hard day and night.”
***
Here is a true Story...
It was morning 9 AM When I reached their home. It was a usual beginning of the day, but something special was there too. A guest has come home along with their daughter.
I
went to one of my friend’s (Archana) home in a remote village of India. She was too excited to see her mom-dad,
her 3 brothers, elder Bhabhi and her niece and nephew (of age 1 year and 4
years respectively).
Archana
is my far relative but very close to me from childhood. She was insisting me
from more than 5 years to come to her home, but due to my hectic schedule, I couldn’t go ever.
However,
this time I decided to go, as I need a
break. Moreover, I wanted to visit countryside. Had decided, will reach by
9 in the morning and after having breakfast, will continue the journey.
As
per the planning, we reached Archana’s
home and greeted everyone. I was talking to Archana and was playing with two
kids in the neighbour’s house. Archana’s neice was really so beautiful and bubbly kid. Ever smiling
face, she has. “God bless her ”, I
said.
Suddenly
we heard some noise coming, as some
people were screaming outside. First we
ignored it. Then again screaming sound came with the increased number of
people. Then we thought, in this hot summer, somewhere it would have caught fire.
Archana went out to see what happened.
The
screaming sound was still
increasing. Even I couldn’t stop myself, and with curiosity to know, I went out and asked someone what the issue is?
Manish
Bhaiya (Archna’s elder brother) got the
electric shock, and he is too serious.
“Alas...What the...!”
Everyone
was in hurry to arrange for the
treatment, running all around. In five minutes a car was there to take
Manish Bhaiya to the nearby hospital.
I ran towards Archana’s house, “O my God ” the scene was too gloomy and disconsolate.
Within
ten minutes Archana got a call from
one of the people took him to the hospital.
“Manish is no more...”
Neither
could she listen anything more nor could
he say. And she dropped the mobile from her hand and hugged her Bhabhi (elder
sister in law).
The
sign was enough to understand. The atmosphere became mourning again. All of a
sudden Manish wife, mother and sister, all started
wailing.
It was so difficult for me to understand, what has happened and what is happening?
I
was not able to see Manish’s widow,
his mother, his sister. Moreover couldn’t see the innocent little kid. I was tearful too.
Within
few minutes, existence of a person
was shattered.
***
The
very moment I realized that there is no surety
of life. An alive person who is smiling in front of you, in seconds he may not exist anymore.
He
will not come back to play with his
children again. He won’t be getting any special moment now to spend with his
wife. He is no more to sit with his
parent and have dinner together....
Similarly,
there are so many works we keep pending in life waiting for the PERFECT time to come.
We
ignore those small celebration
moments in life, trying and working for the biggest celebration time.
We
always say, “It is not the time to enjoy
or rejoice now. Finish the work first. We will celebrate it later.” Moreover,
that LATER may never come...ever...
But the moment I die, I
want
·
Not having any feeling of regret that I
couldn’t spend some beautiful and loving
moments with my loved ones.
·
Not having the regret feeling for not living every moments of my life
·
I want to do some great work before I die,
so that at least whole city comes
for my funeral, whole nation mourn and others see me as their
inspiration.
PAST was never mine
Then, thinking of PAST why to waste
time?
Live in TODAY, behold it and celebrate
it
I have only TODAY I know this.
It will become treasure of TOMORROW
Whether, we will be there to see it?
YOU NEVER KNOW,
So why to make today a SORROW
Enjoy the flower in spring
Spreading its beauty and fragrance.
They will not be there
To blossom for you in summer.
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