Life has a quiet way of humbling us. Just when we begin to believe we have time, we are reminded that we do not. In the last few weeks alone, we have seen heartbreaking examples of young lives lost unexpectedly. Shefali Zariwala’s sudden passing due to a reported heart attack has shaken many. Before her, actors like Poonam Pandey and Sushil Gowda passed at young ages, sparking grief and confusion. These are not distant events. These are reminders staring us in the face.
There is no certainty to life, no guarantee that the person sitting next to us today will still be there tomorrow. We tend to speak of time as though we control it, but we don’t. These losses, especially of young, seemingly healthy individuals, force us to reckon with one truth—life is fragile. And in that fragility lies the deep need for reverence.
Why do we delay kindness? Why do we postpone love? Why do we walk around with anger or silence, when none of us knows how much time we truly have? When I hear news like this, I cannot help but think—what were their last conversations? Did they know they were loved? Were there things left unsaid? These questions are painful, but they also bring clarity.
I believe these tragedies call us not to fear death, but to honour life. They are sacred nudges to love more deeply, live more fully, and give thanks more often. Each breath we take, each person who returns home safe at the end of the day, each laugh we get to share, is not small. It is everything.
We are not meant to live forever. But we are meant to live meaningfully. Let us not wait for birthdays, holidays, or milestones to express love. Let us do it now. Let us call the friend, hug our parents, hold space for someone’s truth. Let us learn to pause and say, “Thank you, I’m glad you’re here.”
I want to live in a way where nothing important is left unsaid. I want those I care for to know it without doubt. I want my life to be a prayer of gratitude, one that does not need grand gestures, but is evident in how I treat people, how I speak, how I show up.
Life will remain unpredictable. That will not change. But how we live it, how present and loving we are within it—that is entirely our choice.
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