05 December 2018

On Borrowed Time

Time and tide wait for nobody.

Yes! Very clichéd, hackneyed. I know!

But truth. Undisputed truth. Time never waits for anyone. What is once lost is lost forever.

There is, however, an exception. Life does let you borrow some Time. Without us asking for it, expecting it or hoping for it. Life is unpredictable and this is one of its many unpredictable blessings.

Borrowed time.

How will you spend it?

What are you planning to do with these few moments?

Let me speak for myself!

I want to spend every waking moment of my borrowed time with my people. Family, friends, fellow humans who matter to me. I want to give them these last few hours of happiness and hope. The last good things that they will remember me by.

I want to make memories. I want to get drunk. On Life, Dreams, Hope and Miracles; till all of these things cease to matter.

I want you to be a part of these memories. Integral and imperative. I want US to be the moment rather than us living a moment.

My breath here is limited. My time here is short.

I'm a beggar, living on borrowed alms. Existence has condescended with this blessing, and I need to make the most of it.

Let me fly on the wings of birds, let me jump with kittens, let me sing with the sea and, bask in the sun.

You will still be around when I am no longer thought of. Let me make this moment shine for you, never allowing you to forget.

Let me be myself for now. Tomorrow I might not be awake.

I'm here on borrowed Time.

Allow me to be mad. Allow me to be silly. Allow me to be ME.

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