The Mangalore tragedy today saddened, and also provided a moment of reflection – what if I were to go today? It can happen randomly, after all.
Biologically, at 36, am over the hill. My bit towards the continuation of the species is done. I have participated in a fair bit of economic activity, ensured at least a decent future for the family and kids, and made at least a little bit of a positive impact here and there on society.??
What remains ? What will be lost if a flight I take crashes and I join some random statistic ?
Probably my creativity. Probably boundaries unexplored. But these are unknowns, unburdensome things. So perhaps the best way to live now is freely. Each day. Each decision. As it comes. No isms, no preconceived notions. No “challenges” but mere explorations – whatever and whenever possible.
So that when it happens, there is hardly any regret, and only joy and thankfulness for whatever was possible.