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Minute to midnight!

I have always wanted to know my destiny. More than just what I want to become, but where I'm going to end up. Isn't that all we always trying to figure out. We never do what we do to just survive the day. We try to build something brick by brick, step by step. And we hope that eventually it will mean something. 

And in this path to understand where I might end up, I realized that we don't have forever to build this so called destiny. We have so many aspirations and so short of time, in which we want to achieve or gain so many things. 

And then imagine, you wake up one morning, and step out from your own shoes and see outside. And then realize, may be the time we have, is probably cut short, significantly. Just a maybe.

And we have a minute left. Minute to midnight. As the clock hits midnight, it's going to reset itself. But you don't know for sure. Then what would you do. I keep thinking.

It's maybe I'm too young, but this very thought scares me. Because I haven't seen loads of things in my list, haven't done lots of check boxes from my adventure sheet. And the feeling, that I might not be able to do any of that, kind of makes me sad. It's the same feeling when you actually start to enjoy the party, and DJ says last song for the night.

It is sad. It is depressing. I see that everywhere. I see that people feel that too. It scares the shit out of me, to imagine what's next in front of us. And that's when a somebody said something very beautiful to me. And that's what I'm going to share.

"If it is the minute to midnight, let's use it. Let's make those long awaited calls to people we have lost touch with. Let's make those apologies, which we never made and offer forgiveness as well. Our hearts have become too heavy in this era, let's use this minute to make them lighter, and we might find some joy and sense of purpose in these tough times. Isn't that all this is about? 

Little life, loving people and little bit of a purpose to hold it all together "
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