Shall I consider myself fortunate enough that I survived the virus when at the same time hundreds of people are loosing their lives because of it. Including my brother who lost he's life. When I look back at the life's journey then he was one of the greatest admirer of life and nature. a childish guy who just loved to be in nature every now and then. And selfies with million dollar smile. that's how he was. I always cribbed about life and complained about my griefs, though always stood up strong. but he knew what life is. The beauty of life. it's so important to understand and value about life which not many does that.
But the guy who was full of life who only knew to make people laugh is no more.
I still live in that moment and probably stuck into it. I wish that phone ring happened on 26th in evening around 7.30 I wouldn't have picked that call of my sister when she informed that he got heart attack while fighting from Covid since few days being hospitalised.
it haunts me and might be I will never be able to come out of it.
He needed the life more then me. That's what I feel. I know it's everyone's individual journey and we have been sent with our own fate and moments.
As I always wonder who decides what for whom ? who's playing the game above ? what's the logic behind and what are we as a human.
the one thing which I understand is we need kindness as a human which is fading rapidly.
