When you are at the fag end of life,
Looking back at your life, when you realize,
Oh ! I had a bag, full of love, Which I could have showered on my loved ones,
I had a bag, full of happiness, which I could have shared with people,
I had a bag, full of kindness and compassion, which I could have given to the needy,
I had a bag, full of gratitude, which I could have been grateful for.
These were the qualities which were packed within me, and which got buried deep within my heart forever…
Instead, what I chose to use was, all those qualities, which I picked up during the course of my life. Now I remember, my creator had forbidden me from using them – anger, hatred, jealousy. I got so carried away, I became greedy, wanted more money, got attached to things and ignored people.
I always had ample of love, kindness, compassion…I could have.. If only I had some time to live, I would shower it on the people who loved me and cared for me…
If you are reading this and have a bagful of love, please shower it, before it’s too late, before you are hanging from the precipice of life…