What would matter in the end?

We take birth, we grow up, live our life and then die.
I always wonder, on my last day, just a few moments before my death, what would matter the most for me?
Family? friends? Wealth? What would?
How can I stay alive even after my death?
By doing some research in med school and having my name engraved in medical literature?
By authoring a book myself?
By having a cool white marble grave with my name on it?
I always keep on thinking that the world should remember me after my death.
And then it striked me....whats the need of this?
Once we are gone..we are just gone..nothing matters then.
In the end, nothing matters more than the SATISFACTION that Yes! I had a great time with my life...Although with some regrets but....kya jindagi jee yaar maine...maja aa gaya..ab aaraam se marta hu...Why we cant keep this attitude?
Why we want to remain alive posthumously and why we waste the VALUABLE time of our life in setting things for after death?
Why?
Until today, I wanted the world to know me after my death.
But today I feel, I dont want world to remember me, I have got just 1 life, I will try to enjoy it...with happiness and sorrow too.
Who said u cant enjoy sadness....are kabhi tanhaayiyon me bhi raho..maja hai usme bhi..
Life isnt all about happiness... its a cocktail.
And I want to enjoy this cocktail completely...I wont let it spill on the ground just for the sake that some other person who will come after me will watch the stain of my spilled cocktail and remember that yes,someone was here.
No!. I will have my cocktail completely and i will go to my grave as just another human being among the thousand others who died today.

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