Day 599

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Saagar’s death has brought me face to face with my own mortality. One day I will die. My time on this planet is limited. Of all the people in the world who were alive yesterday, many thousands did not make it to today but I did. All my near and dear ones did too. Isn’t that wonderful?

Being conscious of my mortality for a few moments everyday keeps me grounded. It reminds me of what is important. How do I want to spend the little time I have? Do I want to be miserable? Do I want to be calm, creative and joyful? Do I want to continuously complain or do I want to be grateful for all the blessings that have come my way over the years and continue to arise everyday? Is it worthwhile holding grudges against anyone as one day they will be dead too.

Life is a brief happening. It is too short for love. It is my mortality that makes me want to know the nature of my existence. Saagar lived his life in a rich and enriching way. He filled it with all things nice: learning, music, friends and laughter for himself and those around him. I have so much to learn from him.

“As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.”
― Seneca

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