journey towards the end,
is another adventure and a mean of loving life.
Life, as we know it, follows a biological pattern rather than individual rule. From being born to growing up, giving birth, raising children, and eventually, facing death. It’s a fact that none of us can spare. Frankly, we would strive to delay that process, of ageing and withering away, to a point where it lasts longer than the actual living part in life. What do we lose or gain during that experience? How do we live up the time being? Inevitably, people age and die, rather than feeling depressed, the acceptance of being old and the fearlessness of death, free us. That journey towards the end, is another adventure and a mean of loving life.