He sat looking at the cake, a part of his 70th birthday celebrations… a once in a lifetime event… and wondered how he loved and looked forward to these once in a while events… from the simple stuff to the really ‘once in a lifetime’ events…he allowed himself a brief flashback of his life so far…
he loved his birthdays from the time he could remember.. he was the centre of attraction on that day, and would be flooded with presents…. on the birthday that came once a year…
but he loved the simple things too… sleep, for example, because he was awake all day and slept only once, at night… he liked sundays, because all the other days he had to go to school, and later, work… he used to love saturdays too, because that was the only day he dined out…
he had looked forward to his marriage, because he knew he would be married only once.. yes, an old school thought, but thats the way he was… he used to look forward to anniversaries, the day in the year when everything would be special.. he cherished the day his only son was born, because they were sure there wouldnt be a another..he also had fond memories of the day he retired from work, it was the end of a big chapter in his life……
lately he had started to cherish all moments, because he felt he would be wasting his life otherwise, because each moment of life was special…but these days, there was a contradiction…. he wasn’t looking forward for a moment that was soon to come, a moment that came only once in life… the moment he would die…. no, he wasnt looking forwarded to it, though life happened all the while and death happened only once, but he wondered why…. because he didnt have a choice? because he didnt know what happened after it??…
until next time, live another day…