Its strange how life moves through phases. Right from being born as a bundle of happiness, to getting old and then to the eternal end - each phase is marked by different sets of experiences, learnings, and memories (good or bad).
I am entering into an age group that is faced with one of the most painful processes of existence. Its nothing but a metamorphosis - get rid of the weak and make way for the young. Last to last month, my family lost one of our very dear uncles. Today we lost my eldest uncle - someone I and my brother were extremely fond of. On our regular trips to Jammu as kids, we would look forward to seeing him. Its a sad feeling - they are the same set of people who inspired me and motivated me in different ways while I was growing up. And now they are meeting the ends and are being liberated from this world ... from the endless suffering, expectations and emotions.
These incidents make my belief stronger that there is nothing that one can control. We are like puppets performing the given roles. There is only as much you can do - rest is almost planned for you.
Rest in peace Baetoth. We will miss you!
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