How many have you?!

Thinking of Titan are you? So was i. Staring down at my wrist all i could think of was how once my mat finished "Fast Track" watch was now an old, "i-should-scrap this" watch. I could have been flaunting an Armani instead, but thats another story. Then i think of the latest from Titan, the Aviator series, and how awesome that collection would be! Now, with the ones that i've got. Tick. Tick. And so goes my Armani. Oh!Its beautiful. That jade-like dial, diamond studded number-stones, its a joy to watch, pun not intended, but used! I used to sport a Titan before,now, i long for a Vacheron Constantin. Every time i look at my Armani i get lost within its beauty. Its enchanting, and then, all of a sudden, i recover. Stop adoring it and see whats really happening. All of a sudden i see the metaphors. Do you? Have you? I am losing a second at a time. Its very different in the sense that i'm snapping from one reality to another.

Have you ever thought about it? Looked at every second of your life tick away? With every tick of the watch that adorns your wrist, you ARE getting older. You are about 2 minutes older than you were when you started reading this. Now, you are 3! Apply this thought to everything you do, you want to do, you have and you wonder the worth of what you do. Made me wonder why i did that. Do you ask yourself (have you started) that whether what you did was worth every second it took off of your life? Decaying further more. All the time we are getting older, nearing the end, closing-in on death. Are we all, but, running out of time?

We love doing a few things say hangout with friends, watch whatever, do whatever, we just do so many things. But seldom do we realise that everything we do is using up that time of our life, one we have limited, not sure how much though. Would you then feel the urge to do things that are worth it? Would you, then, stop lazying around the house, get up earlier on sundays as well, spend more time with your special ones?

Most of us flow with time. we live one day at a time. A week at the best when we've got big plans shaping up at a weekend, beyond that, not much. We take life as it comes, get out of our teens and think we've become big. Look to make something of ourselves so as to occupy ourselves with for the rest of our lives. Try to get as many luxuries as we can. Dream big really. Its like finding something that can keep us busy and get us what we want till we are. We accept death as the destination of this journey called life. We've accepted it so much so that now everyone knows that they're going to lose the ones they love. If we're all born with a clean slate, then how can each one of us, in our lifetime, understand and accept death. The thing really is, we've only accepted it and to my mind this acceptance on our part and so on the part of the posterity has a lot to do with the failure of those before us to unlock the mystery that surrounds death. We've given up hope that we can live forever, so we then want to live as long as we can, dont we?

I do not understand the concept of death. It works in strange ways, akin to life, really. It might happen expectedly or without a notice. It could be by you for quite sometime and finally embrace you, or it could take you by a storm. You might be down with illness for 6-7 months, try hard, battle it out and finally die, or you could go for an evening stroll and next thing (you dont know) an astronaut falls from the blue above and lands on you! Obviously, you die. Death, they say comes to everyone and in many (many) strange ways. We have accepted it. I guess it does sound practical. I mean, if none of us died, where would we all live? At 6 Bn+ we're already into deforestation, at even more so, where would we be? Besides, to live on forever, is that not boring? And then, what would happen of those who are now immortals only because they're dead? We'd never have them. How would we understand the beauty that life is, if we never knew that we could lose it any moment?

Venturing into myths, Achilles wanted to die as well. He just must have got tired of killing everyone. He understood, perhaps, the tranquility that death brought and the constant fight for survival life had become. He, like Alexander, chose death over life. They died young, both. Alexander idolised Achilles. What is it 'bout dying young that these men understood? Was it the time? Was it the life they lived? What was it? Did they see what we have not? Is it just a matter of time then? People ailing with ailments chose death over life as well. Maybe life is not all that beautiful to everyone as we can think. Maybe life does become a pain for many. Are we just lucky then? Is life all but a matter of luck? A point of view? We all try to fill our life with moments that last a lifetime. Sure, we all want to. We all want to life a "full life", dont we? But what does it imply? Does it mean living longer? What does life mean?

Hard to know, too complex to figure out ourselves, too vague to be preached. Whatever it is, we are closing in on death. A tick at time. Who knows how many (ticks) i have left. How many have you?