‎"If I am not for myself, then who will be for me? And if I am only for myself, what am I? And if not now, when?-Hillel the elder.
There is this ethereal beauty to Death.Once we move beyond the initial apprehensions, it is like, Steve Jobs said "the best thing to happen to us".I mean we know it will eventually happen,so whats all the drama about anyway?Death isnt just physical.Death according to me could be manifold.The death of aspirations,of hopes,of expectatations,of perceptions,of a failed pregnancy or of a love.Death is beautiful.Its natures way of internal housekeeping and re balancing life and bringing back harmony.Why don't we latch on to this principle to try and live?In the garb of taking ourselves too seriously we loose our moral compass to Greed,more more more mine mine mine(almost like the sea gulls from "finding nemo)...The idea of being in control and with the herd seems so much more fun than the idea of being happy/solitary..I have this image stuck in my brain that refuses to leave me-At the place i work a couple of days back -there was this most beautiful of sights-Of this kid of running up to his mother as she walked out of the MRI room.Ive never seen a person so happy and for what?just to hug his mother?That warmth of a hug that only a mother can give?Life is like that.The simple stuff.Living is doing what you love -as simple as that.There is something so inviting about finding your calling.It could be the riskiest thing you ever do,But do it.There is something so exciting about living,about making mistakes,or as my dad puts it- moving from"positive predictive to completely unpredictable".:).Apparently at this age, we are brimming with idealism and dreams?I say whats wrong with that?If not now then when?if not us then whom?One chance is all we have.Lets leave"rebirth" and karma for when we are in our 60's.Now is the time for burning out,for exploding,for shocking the world,for making blunders..When in life you are confused between two choices and you are under twenty five I would suggest take the riskier one.You will not regret it when you look back..This is the time to fail spectacularly and then rise from the ashes...Go for it.This brings me to my question---Are we afraid of dying or are we afraid of living?

R.