A favor returned

Somebody once wrote, nothing is more important than life and death. Constantly we should live our days as if there was a piece of paper with the word death written on our foreheads to remind us of the limited time we may have on this Earth, as humans.

Frankly, I find no other distinct reasons for the purpose of being alive, apart from preparing to die. Due to the belief of Cause and Effect, the mere fact that when a soul leaves the body, the consciousness of the mind, along with its karmic accumulation throughout its lifetime lives on, lingering to another world, another dimension. Life here, is simply a like a bus stand, while our mind, is similar to a person waiting for the bus. The important thing is, to know where does the bus stop. As long as you are clear with this, you can be at the bus stand before the bus arrives, knowing that our race to move from one bus stand to another, knows no time and space.

Nothing else matters. The world evolves around only in relationships. We often find meaning, only in relationships we forge with one another, our parents, teachers, relatives, friends, colleagues, brothers and sisters. It is only with these people, that we are able to encounter different phenomenons which helps us uncover ourselves, reveal who we really are and at the end of the day, proves how much we have developed as a human being. Not with technology or paper knowledge, although they may be useful tools to minimize the world and broaden our minds. But how often does one realizes, that without the believe and intention to help another mankind, the sacrifices and burning of midnight oils to excel in paper knowledge and work, cease to exist?

Undoubtedly between such lines lies the fact that our days are bound to be made colorless also by the relationships around us. However, what is more important is to find your true color when a situation occurs. There will be people who will hinder you, disrespect you, slender you, misunderstand you, but it is unnecessary for us to be affected by them. They are they, because they do not know the real you. As long as you know what you are doing, and believe that what you are doing is right and worth the consequence, do it.

Indeed, life seriously does not wait for us. Yet, who is willing to turn around and ponder the state of this suchlike?

Now that I have brought up these sincere respectful points, I wonder then, whether anyone has taken them as the sincere, earnest words they were meant to be?