Life has a cycle. So does a day. Both start young, with a lot of promise. Both can be mixed bags. Both have to end. We remember both by what they gave us, what we could salvage from the shifting sands of time, and hold close to our hearts as souvenirs.
Like X and Y, I was clueless about Z too, until this idea struck me five minutes ago. A2Z comes to an end today. Musingsite has an unprecedented number of posts and interactions this month. I have discovered many fine blogs and bloggers, whose posts have enriched my days and expanded my knowledge and understanding of things. Their heartfelt comments have spurred me to do better every day. I thank each and every one of them — bloggers, general readers and well-wishers — who’ve joined me on this journey. Not to be too dramatic, but as Irrfan Khan’s way-too-soon demise has shown us, we are only sure of the life we have today. Why not celebrate it, cherish it, and take joy? The day will end, we don’t know when, but till the sun is painting the sky in vivid hues, why not bask in the colours?
P. S. – The word zeest means life in Urdu.
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