Leaving the world

Maybe, maybe each of us have the thoughts of leaving the world for good, at least for once.

Yesterday, a young man shared how he felt grateful at the end of his struggle to jump from the high floor.

He didn't make it to jump.

I listened as he shared his feelings in the crawling night. I suppose being a listener is something that everyone of us could do, if only we are WILLING  to do so.

It' s not about money, gifts but TIME. That is the greatest gift we can give to each other. To take our time for someone. To spend that moments with someone.

Like him, I was haunted with the same thoughts before. But I prefer to be surrounded by the blue water than a pool of blood.

Somehow, I believe that the powers from the above have control over this , in our decision to terminate life.

If it is meant to be, to have life ended at that particular point, at that particular place, it would take place and nothing will happen to stop it.

On the other hand, if life is not meant to be taken away for us as yet, something will happen to stop it but one could suffer the unpleasant consequences thereafter.

Someone once said, we are actually heading to the living world while walking in the dead world.

And each day, we are edging closer to the end of our life.

We are perplexed with unanswered questions which may only be revealed on the other side.

Someone also pointed out that if we have the courage to end our life (yes, it needs a strong courage, more than a soldier), why not transform the courage to move on and brace ourself to overcome.

I could only say, "Brother, both courage are not the same. It is a different kind of courage, altogether. In the attempt to terminate, he/she will somehow will hear a small whisper. If undecided, the execution takes at a slower pace but the determined, strong headed will waste no time. All the more for the mind-suffered.

Perhaps, only the survivors could understand it, like the young man.