One Fine day....
L ife isn’t just a one-time experience-it feels like a journey of the soul, repeating itself, striving to reach its true form. We take birth willingly, embrace death when the time comes, and move forward. This realization has brought me at a better point. Not because I’m running in a race, afraid of missing out, or trying to console myself for something I don’t have, but simply because it makes sense to me. One day, the world will continue as it always has, but I won’t be the same. Just like our grandparents, who once lived here but is no longer with us—yet life carries on. Perhaps they have been reborn somewhere, living a new journey, different from their past ones, might be in our own homes as kids and we don't know. If I were to die today and be reborn five years later, I would enter a new world, shaped by a different time and circumstances. I wouldn’t think, act, or speak the same way and so won't bother about todays situations but might be the current ones. My physic, my h...