Day before yesterday while coming back from a party with friends, I saw an accident suddenly and unexpectedly. I saw the guy die within no time... I saw his body part scattering...
It took me two days to get that scene out of my mind... but In between waves of shock and grief, I felt a fear and there are words that haunted me...
Gather your courage and consider this scenario: You're sitting quietly at home when the telephone rings. You answer it and find out that the person closest to you has just been killed in an accident.
After the shock, and after you get the necessary details, what's your first thought? If you're like many people, you might think back to your last interaction.
Did you share a leisurely meal together, or were you both rushing about frantically? Did you have a nice conversation, or had you been arguing? Did you take time to embrace before parting ways, or did you forget to even say goodbye?
Most importantly, were you up to date with each other—no unfinished business, no unexpressed appreciation, no "I love you's" left unsaid?
In these two days I vowed to treat people as if each time I see them may be the last time I see them.
This doesn't mean I don't have disagreements with people, nor does it mean I don't struggle sometimes with unresolved issues with family or friends. Sometimes I act like a total ignoramus, and sometimes when I act responsibly, people still feel hurt by me. Nonetheless, I aspire to uphold my vow.
I want all of you to know that there are only three things worth saying: I love you, I forgive you, please forgive me.
Please use these.. realize that life is really fragile.. let not death haunt you.
Let the one know that you love and care because maybe tomorrow never comes, and may be you'll be left with some unspoken words that would haunt you all you life...