Multiple thoughts run through my mind as I decide to write todays blog, sometimes I end up feeling that I would have nothing to write after I have already written more than 260 blogs, but then I think we all say that life is a learning experience and we learn everyday then how can I actually stop writing any day and the day I don’t have anything to write would just mean that I have failed in the journey of life. The day we stop learning from daily instances of life, we would stop living and start dying. Let me confess something today, Death is my biggest fear and when I say so I don’t mean that I am scared of dying I get scared of the end that is sudden, I am scared of leaving things incomplete and not being able to convey what I wanted too. Scared of living those last moments alone. Scared of an end that would mean no beginning and as I write all this I also know that there is only one way to fight this fear and that is detachment, from every endearment and acceptance of truth that nothing lasts forever.
I wish there is no end to expression of emotions and there is no end to humanity, there shouldn’t be an end to adding value to others life.
Manisha Dawar
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The-End
Multiple thoughts run through my mind as I decide to write todays blog, sometimes I end up feeling that I would have nothing to write after I have already written more than 260 blogs, but then I think we all say that life is a learning experience and we learn everyday then how can I actually stop writing any day and the day I don’t have anything to write would just mean that I have failed in the journey of life. The day we stop learning from daily instances of life, we would stop living and start dying. Let me confess something today, Death is my biggest fear and when I say so I don’t mean that I am scared of dying I get scared of the end that is sudden, I am scared of leaving things incomplete and not being able to convey what I wanted too. Scared of living those last moments alone. Scared of an end that would mean no beginning and as I write all this I also know that there is only one way to fight this fear and that is detachment, from every endearment and acceptance of truth that nothing lasts forever.
I wish there is no end to expression of emotions and there is no end to humanity, there shouldn’t be an end to adding value to others life.
Manisha Dawar