I always have this strange thought in my mind, What is this life? Is there any meaning for it, yeah you have people share and give love but I mean really each day we live up to make cash outta it and one day you’re gone nothing but a dead matter to get decayed and maybe if you’re lucky you’ll become part of in some combustion process for million of years but what happens to the real you? What if there’s nothing out there after your death. What if a soul is a just misconception, just a concept to make us believe in something which makes you feel better yet you aren’t certain about it.
The scariest and the strange part isn’t dying but life after it, if any.
Until next time..