Life is too short

A while ago I blogged about my penpal and told you about one of my penpals named Raja Gurung who is my Facebook friend now. I was shocked to find out from his Facebook that he has passed away recently. I have no details but I am really sad to know about it.

Actually, I was shocked to read RIP messages in his Facebook wall and have no idea how to react.

As I told you before Raja was from Darjeeling, India and he was only a few years older than me. He was happily married, with two kids. I had met him a couple of times. The last time I chated with him was on Facebook which must be more than a year ago. He was telling me his plans of making a new family home and about his kids and now he is no more.

Life is short but looking around everyone seems to think that they will live forever. We spend time and money as though we will always be here. We don’t tell the ones we love how much we love them often enough because we assume there’s always tomorrow. But thinking about him now brings tears to my eyes as I know that he was a good husband and a father who loved his family a lot. But at very young age he has left this earth and his family to go far from all of us.

We think we have got forever and worry about millions of thing. We talk of killing time, passing time, and getting through the week, forgetting we are wishing away the moments that comprise our lives. We say time is money when in fact the time we have is all we have. Money can be borrowed, time can’t. We fear taking risks, unaware that the biggest risk we run in playing it safe is in fact living as long as we hope and never doing the things we dream of. And then it’s too late.

Every time someone around me dies I face the reality of life but when someone so young leave us it really makes me think harder on my choices in life because I know I may not live until tomorrow. So I am vowing to try my best not to piss anyone around me just in case. Also I want to keep my loved one close and tell them I love them a lot so that they know I will be with them even if I leave this earth before them.

I am a planner and I always plan my years in advance and it is working well for me but sometimes I wonder what will happen to my dreams if I don’t wake up tomorrow. Will my ghost haunt the earth and fulfil my dreams or will I be nothing but the ashes after cremation?

Today this is a reminder for everyone that life is short. It must, therefore, be well lived.

14 responses to “Life is too short

  1. Oh I definitely agree…life is short. It is why I do a lot of crazy and sometimes stupid things, but well…at least I did them or said those things, because nobody really knows what will happen tomorrow….I am sorry to hear of the passing of your friend…my regards to you.

  2. I Know the feeling 😦 my friend from college passed away recently.mit was hard on all of us. Make themmostmout of your life while you still have it..

  3. *hugs*

    I lost a dear friend last summer, someone I knew for more than a decade but never met in person. I miss her still.

  4. How about the 20 little kids who were riddled with bullets? I cannot imagine the sorrow the parents are feeling now.

  5. Yes life is very uncertain and we should cherish the moments we have, even I have a whole year planned ahead of me and I too get scared like you do esp when you see young people dying of diseases and accidents. May your friend rest in peace and all the support and love to his young family.

  6. Oh it is so sad dear. RIP Raja.

  7. So so true M…
    In 2012, this was the biggest lesson I learned.. You never know what will happen tomorrow so be with your loved ones & don’t miss a chance to let them know how much you love them & care for them..

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