Life Worthwhile

My biggest fear is that I might just die one day without having done anything worthy of this life. Die, just plain rot. I look around and see people, all sorts of them and my mind runs into million directions. I try to find out whats going on in their head, how satisfied are they with their life. If they were to die today, would they call it a successful life.

I am thirty and I don’t think I have done enough or even a speck of enough so far to call it a worthwhile life. But then my fear is what if I am never able to do that. What if I am destined to be a regular, round the block kid, who lived a regular life with regular routine. I hate that to the fullest, so much so that it is overwhelming sometimes.

 

 

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