Bidding Life Adieu...
Today is one of those days when I sit to write something, and nothing really clicks. I know I'm not the best as far as writing is concerned, but I seriously feel like writing something.
Now that I've started writing, I want to share an experience with all of you. There was a time when I only used to write the happenings of the day. I like to go to these writings and notes and read them. Although I've read them many times, every time I read them, it refreshes the memories of the past. Mostly of the good past.
excerpts from my diary (12th Oct '09)
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Today I had a strange dream. In that dream, I was standing at the center of a stage, with something in my hands. As the stage and the people were new to me, I didn't understand why I was there. Then someone patted me on my back and said, "Congratulations!!!"
Still in dilemma, I asked this strange new person, "Please tell me for what reason. I guess I'm at a wrong place."
"That's the problem my friend, you've always been at the right places.", said the strange new person.
I saw someone climbing the stairs to the stage now. It was a girl, in a beautiful dress. She told me that I've influenced the lives of the people sitting in the chairs of this hall.
Now the situation was really getting out of hand!!! So many people here to thank me for something I did! This is new.
A saw the thing I was holding. It was a trophy. The caption on it was, "Thanks for always been there. Bidding life adieu."
"BIDDING LIFE ADIEU!!!"
I was life for these people? And are they saying good bye to their lives in saying good bye to me?
I suddenly started crying. I could not believe that I could've done anything so big for so many people, drive these people so crazy for me.
And I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Wake up son!", and I snapped out of the dream with a shock and sever headache.
My mother was in my room, examining me. I had a fever. The temperature was beyond 103 degrees F, even on our faulty thermometer which seldom crossed normal temperature. It had been like this for the last few days.. Cause was still not identified. I felt like I was dying. I had to go to college for the much awaited event. But instead fortune took me to the hospital. Diagnosis reports said that I had Typhoid... What a crap!!!
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~That day I thought that before dying I must do something that really influences people towards good. That my death be counted as an achievement and celebrated.
What I do know, is that Death is far far away from me, and she knows I love her twin sister, Life. And will continue to love and impress her. Although, Life still shows attitude, Death has a huge crush on me. All the more fun!!! Living with a belief.
--Jatin H K Sharma
All I do is "believe that it can happen...."
Today is one of those days when I sit to write something, and nothing really clicks. I know I'm not the best as far as writing is concerned, but I seriously feel like writing something.
Now that I've started writing, I want to share an experience with all of you. There was a time when I only used to write the happenings of the day. I like to go to these writings and notes and read them. Although I've read them many times, every time I read them, it refreshes the memories of the past. Mostly of the good past.
excerpts from my diary (12th Oct '09)
~
...
Today I had a strange dream. In that dream, I was standing at the center of a stage, with something in my hands. As the stage and the people were new to me, I didn't understand why I was there. Then someone patted me on my back and said, "Congratulations!!!"
Still in dilemma, I asked this strange new person, "Please tell me for what reason. I guess I'm at a wrong place."
"That's the problem my friend, you've always been at the right places.", said the strange new person.
I saw someone climbing the stairs to the stage now. It was a girl, in a beautiful dress. She told me that I've influenced the lives of the people sitting in the chairs of this hall.
Now the situation was really getting out of hand!!! So many people here to thank me for something I did! This is new.
A saw the thing I was holding. It was a trophy. The caption on it was, "Thanks for always been there. Bidding life adieu."
"BIDDING LIFE ADIEU!!!"
I was life for these people? And are they saying good bye to their lives in saying good bye to me?
I suddenly started crying. I could not believe that I could've done anything so big for so many people, drive these people so crazy for me.
And I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Wake up son!", and I snapped out of the dream with a shock and sever headache.
My mother was in my room, examining me. I had a fever. The temperature was beyond 103 degrees F, even on our faulty thermometer which seldom crossed normal temperature. It had been like this for the last few days.. Cause was still not identified. I felt like I was dying. I had to go to college for the much awaited event. But instead fortune took me to the hospital. Diagnosis reports said that I had Typhoid... What a crap!!!
...
~That day I thought that before dying I must do something that really influences people towards good. That my death be counted as an achievement and celebrated.
What I do know, is that Death is far far away from me, and she knows I love her twin sister, Life. And will continue to love and impress her. Although, Life still shows attitude, Death has a huge crush on me. All the more fun!!! Living with a belief.
--Jatin H K Sharma
All I do is "believe that it can happen...."
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