Today my maternal Grand Father passed away... No I am not very upset for some weird reasons. He was a great person and epitomised a generation which was known for family values, "goodness" and humility. But the way he got treated by his own children has disturbed me so much over the last few years. I realized the fraility of a person as he started ageing. Age took away almost everything from him and that's when I started realizing the cruelty of life. I hope he forgives us for all the pain he endured from his own people.
Hearing this news from my father, I almost paused to realize Death is an absolute truth. Every day we approach an inevitable truth which none of us can deny. That just reinforced my belief that I need to enjoy my life as much as possible before it gets taken away from me. I always thought I will work extra hard and try to live a legacy for my next generations. But now I want to be a little selfish. I want to enjoy to the hilt so that when I am old and alone, I don't repent the choices I made when I was young and that I don't have the urge to live any more and I can have a peaceful death on my terms.