In the long run….

In the long run we are all dead. But in a run shorter than that long one, you see quite a few pass by. A few among them are those with whom you shared moments of your life that you would never forget. And now you can only wonder how to re-live those days.

I wish I had an opportunity to repay the affection I received. Ignorant I was, lost in the moment assuming it would never pass. Lost in the selfish intentions of gratifying self.  As I grow old, the unidirectional flow of time becomes more and more apparent.

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