Live each day as ifitisyourlast one on earth

I was still lying on the bed, gazing at the clock struck 7 . Today I was in no hurry to get out of the bed as it was a Sunday. My five-year-old son was lying next to me and beside him was my husband. I stretched my body . The thought of not rushing for the daily chores made me feel nice. But, unlike my body, my mind began to rush to thoughts — thoughts about what needs to be done today, what will I do tomorrow and of course the day that was gone. I remembered a tragic incident . One of our acquaintances went out for lunch and while heading home, a speeding vehicle crushed him to death.

Life is unpredictable but death is even more uncertain. With this thought, my eyes remained wide open. I thought, may be, it could be my last day. A train of thoughts hovering in my mind almost maddened me. What about my unfulfilled dreams, my family?

I already started feeling exhausted. Suddenly my son who was hitherto lying calmly next to me woke up crying bitterly. I inquired about the dream that made him cry. “Ma, you died in my dream,” he said.

I tried to calm my son and asked him to sleep. But the fear of the impending death loomed large . Fortunately, the day passed quietly and the next day I woke up as a survivor who dodged death. But, for how long? One of the days will surely be my last day. There’s a lot that needs to be done. Now, after having lived my death, I have become a more conscious of using my time judiciously and avoiding procrastination.