Life is a big misunderstanding; I whispered it to myself, when I lost my dear mother after an intense period of illness just 40 days ago. Yes, I lost her unexpectedly. I cannot believe it. I am still grieving. Someone, who was so close to me, suddenly disappeared from my life, from this world. I had much word to tell her, but I did not dare and then it was too late. All those years with her in my life, now are like snapshots of vivid memories. I told her not to give up her life but she did not seem to listen. She lost her hope and eventually her precious life. I do not know where she is now but I saw her sleeping in silence with no worries and pain when I said my last goodbye to her.

We do not know why we come here at the first place and why we leave it even without a single footprint. To me life is a big misunderstanding. We do not understand the purpose of our life. We do not understand each other.  We do not appreciate the healthy moments of our life before we lose them. For many of us, life is just spelling the word “if”, regretting the present and past. While, we know that our time in this world is limited and there is no time to waste. I am confused how easy we forget this and sink into our daily life with all its ups and downs. We take every thing serious, both the achievement and the loss. And I am still wondering why?