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It has to be Earned

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Most things in life must be earned. We don’t realize this, at least not early enough in life. Sure, we know that the material things costs money, but it takes most of us a while to understand the concept of having to work to earn money.

What is even more of a challenge is the understanding that non-material things in life also has to be earned. Things like – trust and respect, love and admiration, friendship.

That they must be earned is also what makes them worth earning. The harder you have to work at it the more they are worth. And the prouder you feel at having earned them.

– manzoor

Your Life is Ending

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When I started to write this “blog”, it was only because I wanted to make the distinction between “your own life ending” and the “whole world coming to an end“. But soon afterwards (Dec 26th) I was at a local B&N store with my daughter and quite randomly picked up “Mortality” by Christopher Hitchens. I have not yet bought a copy (I really should) but have already read three quarters of it.

So, returning to the topic of “my life ending” – what would I like to do. Keeping in mind that I know quite well that some day my life will end, as I am sure anyone reading this agrees. What I’m really thinking of here is if I knew that my life was ending in the next few weeks / months.

A Year – a year from “today”.

Three Months – 3 months from “today. This might mean that you have already had your loved ones last birthday or any other significant day.

A Month – a month from “today.

A Week – a week from “today.

Three Days – 3 days from “today.

A Day – “today” is your last day.

I guess one of the assumptions I have not mentioned earlier – the end of your life is not from a illness or accident. The end was just as normal – the only difference being that you (and you alone) knew of your end. Everyone else around you still lived as usual – without knowing when their life was going to end or that you knew of your’s.

That actually brings up a totally somewhat new topic – what if we lived in a world where we all knew when our lives ended. Not necessarily the day we were born, but at some point later. Let’s say half way thru you find out. There I go – getting totally distracted from what I write about right now.

– manzoor