When hair turns gray and eyes feel sore with too much light as life gets shorter day by day, it is like waiting for the sun to set behind the mountain to rest.
Life is not how long you live as they says, but how you want to be remembered once you left. Some people lived a short life, but left something worth remembering. Some people lived a little longer than the others but no one care to remember his/her name. Life is not about status or comfort, life is not about degree or career, neither how successful or how muchachievement you have gained, but how you made your tracks easy to follow with. Perhaps trophy and medals made your name popular in your field but in the eyes of other people you are just a piece of decoration. Maybe awards and recognition give you something to be proud of, but behind your backs many are cursing you.
Life is not all about riches, power and fame. Life is not a game of whose name appears on
Let us remember that we came into this life naked and in our grave we cannot bring anything, maybe then everyone won’t hesitate to share a little to less fortunate than we are.