Time is of the essence, it always was and will always be. We
think we have all the time in the world. Enough time to love, to have fun, to
appreciate & help others, to live…but the truth is quite contradictory. Humans,
we are so naïve! Every morning when we wake up, we are given the choice of
living our life the way we want to, we are given the gift to help someone or
make them smile. We are given the beautiful opportunity to connect with our
family and friends and the ones we love. But instead, we whine and cry and
curse and complain and think of ways to pull someone down. So lost in our own
little world, oblivious to the ones in pain around us.
Ramadan, it’s the perfect opportunity to reflect on
ourselves…to evaluate our souls and to set our affairs in order. Who knows, this
might be our last chance. Our last chance to live. There are many beautiful
souls, including of my father’s, who aren’t with us now. Some I knew very well,
some I didn’t at all. The souls have departed, leaving behind their loved ones
with the guilt of many ‘what-ifs’ and ‘why-nots’. Why didn’t I hug him a bit
longer that last time? Why was I so busy to talk to him? Why didn’t I pay more
attention? So, my dear friends, mend those relations and your hearts and your
ways while you have the chance and while you can. Use this month wisely, to
reach out to those who would never ask for help. Make a difference. It does not
cost you to be nice to someone. Trust me, you would not like to live your life
in regret.
Ramadan Mubarak!!!
