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life's like a piece of glass. the moment you drop it. its a goner.

heard an incident about death today. i dont know. it just made me depressed this whole day. so i talked to a few close friends of mine about death.

death comes at the click of your fingers. just *snap* and you are gone, for good. no warning signs, no telling before hand. just like that, and you will forever disappear from the face of the earth.

imagine. one moment, she was just standing there, happily eating her favourite ice cream. the next, the ice cream falls from her hand and she collapsed. and the very next moment, her heart stopped, for good. then, she's gone.

imagine all those unsaid words of love. all those undone things. all those unpatched holes in her life. all those.. all those.. just so many left incomplete.

talking about death today makes me think. why do people (including me) grow upset over the littlest things in life, when actually, they already have the best in their lives? that's life itself.

why are we so particular over what we should wear? how low our marks are? how ugly a particular decor look? without life, can we even bother about all these minute things?

sometimes, i wonder. why should i get irritated over little things ppl do? why should i feel all those negative feelings? when i have the best i can ever get.

i'm confused. i'm lost.

death is such a black topic to talk about. but its inevitable.