My life without me.

This is about a film I came across recently,It is about a 24 year old women who is married and lives a beautiful life with two kids.She lives a very usual life until she has been diagnosed with a terminal illness(Ovarian Cancer).Doctors tell her that she will not survive more than 2 months.she literally shocked starts seeing life very preciously,she feels the rain for the first time in her life she starts paying attention to the details of every day life,she lists down things she wants to do before her death,she kisses her kids every day as much she can and tells 'I love you' to her kids as many time she can.she hides her illness from everyone,she records happy birthday messages for her kids till they reach 18 years of age,she finds a girl for her husband,she makes some one else fall in love with her,she records farewell messages for all and she dies...
This short film touched my heart,It touchingly narrated the pain one undergoes after they know their death date,it portrays beautifully the hunger to live more....how many of us realise how precious every single day in out life is..
We start realising the preciousness of some thing only when it goes way from us.Anything,right from friends ,relations to your pets etc. we seldom realise the value of life until something threatens it.our life span is too less,we all are visitors to this world but we live and fight like as if we have ages to spend in this world,we are too busy with ourselves,how many times we have paid attention to a bird that sings in our window,how many times we have buried our self in the glittering night sky and we can keep counting many more how many's....it seems like we are wasting our time in searching for something we never lost....
Life is right here ,ready to be consumed and get nourished,let we take our life day by day and pay details to beauty of every day life.....else it would be too late...jus enjoy!

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  1. DineshJuly 24, 2009 at 6:44 AM

    Oh yeah baby..i agree and realised this statement - "We start realising the preciousness of some thing only when it goes way from us".

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