
As we cremated the mortal remains of my Dear Aunt yesterday, the inevitability of all of us ending up there one day was a grim reminder.
“Aaj jawani par itaranewale kal pachtayega.
Chadhta Sooraj Dheere Dheere Dhalta Hai Dhal Jayega
Tu Yahan Musafir hai yeh sarah fani hai.
Chaar din ki mehemaan teri zindagani hai”
It really doesn’t matter what you do/have done(achievements), it matters how you were in every moment that you lived and was there love in it. Love isn’t something you get, it is something you give and it is your job to clean away everything that is keeping you from experiencing it but you are too busy chasing things that really don’t matter. It is never too late, start from wherever you are….








