Few minutes ago, As I was randomly browsing through facebook, I suddenly came across Satpreet's memorial page and it all came back to me. Geral saw him a day before his demise and she said he was really really happy, He was laughing and all that. No one'd known it was his last minutes. And then it occured to me.


Maybe life isn't unfair after all. What if today is your perfect day? What if today everything went well, You're happy, You're with your friends and family and you ask yourself, "Can it get better than this?" not knowing it's your last day. How things turn out eventually, making your last minutes on earth an unforgettable one. Was it all meant to be?

I've never understood death. I've always somehow thought that... Maybe if I fall asleep tonight, I might not wake up the next day. So I should make the best out of the days when I do wake up. Of course it was always impossible to appreciate what I'd been given. There was always someone or something to ruin it for me. I guess it's just nature to pick the bad things out of the good? And then when the good is gone, We feel despaired. It's always about what WE want.

I used to go to church every week and watch the pastor pray for the sick. I always wondered why he even bothered. Why can't he just pray for salvation? Doesn't religion teach you that life after death is... everything you'd ever want? You'd earn your ticket to heaven if you trusted God. So why didn't these people trust God? Why are they afraid to die? Why are they doubtful? Is God not real enough in their lives? Maybe they were afraid to leave what they have here. But then again, everything is temporary, Isn't it?
Then again... I've got no right no question religion. I've got no right to vindicate it either. No one knows what happens and what's this life for. So why bother trying to make a point?