It was probably when I was in class 4 or 5 that the concept of life started sinking in. Between lessons on water cycle, adjectives and social responsibility the uniqueness of life dawned. Death became real. One life and that one shot to get it right. Quite a scary thought for a child but it happens. Inevitably, life changes after that. It continues to change aided by my observations, peers, mentors, hormones and media.

My world tilted quite a bit after I realised how short and unique life was. I teetered on the edge trying to figure myself out all through my teens. Little did I know that I will never do it. I evolve with time and every day I live I celebrate the one chance I have.

Dawn to celebrate

Chance to make every hour count

Another day is here

 

Uncertainty dictates

What am I to accomplish?

Where do I seek it?

 

World so big, unfair too

Will it eat me? Gobble me?

A limb at a time?

 

The caressing wind

Life so fragile, so special

A second too late

 

Options too many

Who do I want to be?

Dreams will they come true?

 

Flutters, pleasures of love

Will I ever be the same?

Crushing pain of heartbreak

 

Evaporates like steam

One life is all there is left

So precious minutes