Seven Minutes After I Die

Living the Present

The Oxford air kissed me through the window. I whispered, "One more minute." For a moment, I forgot. I forgot the ticking clock inside me, the finite days. I threw off my bedsheet and woke up like a child startled from a mysterious dream. But here, the mystery is me. I cried like a child, wishing I could be reborn and start everything fresh.

I spoke to myself, "Calm down, Anna. You still have time. Your life won't be like those who voluntarily destroy their lives, or like those who die without fulfilling their purpose. How you are different from them is what makes you unique. How you differ from the ordinary is what makes you extraordinary. Be extraordinary. These days are yours."

I take out my gratitude diary.
Dear Heavenly Father, I feel really thankful because You created me and guided me through the hardest storms of my life. You protect me, You comfort me. I am truly grateful for everything You have done for me.
Dear Mom, this diary will find you soon. I am so thankful for having such a wonderful mother in my life. I feel grateful, more than words can express.

Day thought of Anna,
How you differs from the ordinary is what makes you extraordinary.

I got myself ready for class, wearing a white top with palazzo jeans, and made my way to university. So many people are stepping toward their future, but I know the truth. Each step I take is one less step toward a future I may never have. But I have the present. The present is mine.

I attended the class. I was among nearly hundred students. How I'm going to identify myself here. I'd a doubt that can I make my identity here or my time would be spoiled here. So many thought swirled in my mind at the time I realise that I'm an introvert. Hardest days and experiences are the only things teach you about yourself.

Tomorrow, I told myself. Tomorrow I will keep going. Because I don’t have forever, but I have today.