Timing is Everything!
The last two days have been difficult. And confusing too. We lost Irrfan Khan yesterday and Rishi Kapoor today. I was a big fan of both of them. I was teary eyed yesterday. Felt like someone known had died. Felt like Irrfan had been a part of my circle, my mom's circle, my dad's circle, my boss's circle too. He was a part of everyone's circle. Felt like I lost a friend. His humility, his genuineness, his modesty, his down-to-earth demeanor, there was just so much to learn from him.
But what really gets to me is the fact that we all choose to celebrate life of that person, only when he leaves. Why not today and everyday? Why does it take death of a person for all of us to make them feel special? Why wasn't their life enough? I doubt if Irrfan might be going through his Instagram page right now, while he is in heaven, wondering if that's how many people really loved him. In his head, before he died, he would have had a figure, say x, about the number of people who truly loved him, but now after he is gone, the number is actually 100x and not just x. It may even be 1000x! He was loved and that is all that matters! Love is all that there is, isn't it.
When I was in the hospital last year, I was cured more by love than all the medicines put together to fight against the virus! True story, cause my body was not responding well to the medicines I was taking. Everyday I'd recover a bit more when I found out that there are people praying for me to be fine. That was my true strength.That helped me fight stronger against my demons.
Each time we lose someone, the entire world starts posting about it (me included). But I want you to just pause for a second and think. If that person really means so much to you, tell them now. Tell them every single day! Tell them before it's too late!
One thing I've learnt the hard way in life is that - unspoken or unwritten words have the power to haunt you more than a failed exam or a rejected job application or even unrequited love. I wish I would have, I wish I could have, said this, done that! Why wait?! Make it happen. Even if it is something as small as picking up the phone and calling your mom to tell her that you love her beyond all comprehension, do that. Even if it means calling up your friend who is having a tough time in life right now and telling her that you are there with her, do that. Even if it is texting an ex-boss at your old firm to let him know that you have learnt so much from him while you were working together, do that! Even if it is texting your class teacher from the fourth grade who has taught you to be a good human being, do that!
Do that before it is too late and you have to post it on Instagram when the person can't read it anymore. What good are these thoughts if timed and shared incorrectly?
But what really gets to me is the fact that we all choose to celebrate life of that person, only when he leaves. Why not today and everyday? Why does it take death of a person for all of us to make them feel special? Why wasn't their life enough? I doubt if Irrfan might be going through his Instagram page right now, while he is in heaven, wondering if that's how many people really loved him. In his head, before he died, he would have had a figure, say x, about the number of people who truly loved him, but now after he is gone, the number is actually 100x and not just x. It may even be 1000x! He was loved and that is all that matters! Love is all that there is, isn't it.
When I was in the hospital last year, I was cured more by love than all the medicines put together to fight against the virus! True story, cause my body was not responding well to the medicines I was taking. Everyday I'd recover a bit more when I found out that there are people praying for me to be fine. That was my true strength.That helped me fight stronger against my demons.
Each time we lose someone, the entire world starts posting about it (me included). But I want you to just pause for a second and think. If that person really means so much to you, tell them now. Tell them every single day! Tell them before it's too late!
One thing I've learnt the hard way in life is that - unspoken or unwritten words have the power to haunt you more than a failed exam or a rejected job application or even unrequited love. I wish I would have, I wish I could have, said this, done that! Why wait?! Make it happen. Even if it is something as small as picking up the phone and calling your mom to tell her that you love her beyond all comprehension, do that. Even if it means calling up your friend who is having a tough time in life right now and telling her that you are there with her, do that. Even if it is texting an ex-boss at your old firm to let him know that you have learnt so much from him while you were working together, do that! Even if it is texting your class teacher from the fourth grade who has taught you to be a good human being, do that!
Do that before it is too late and you have to post it on Instagram when the person can't read it anymore. What good are these thoughts if timed and shared incorrectly?
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