Fun or sacrifice?

They are still searching for his body in the ever angry river for the third day today.
I do not know him or have seen him before.
But I know his mother, who right now, is in the inner room, whimpering in between and staring at the wall otherwise.
It was in last April that she had been to our house, describing the ever adventurous son of hers.
Who loved travel, trekking and adventure of all means.
Who climbed the highest peaks, crossed the most dangerous rivers and traversed the most difficult terrains.


For all those people who love adventure, who believe, that treading those unreachable lands at the risk of a possible mishap is all worth the effort, I would want to ask just one question
“Have you ever thought for once, just once, what you risk is not your life, but the joy of many others who ought to suffer just because you thought “it was fun” ?

Yes, if you do not climb up that one steep hill, you may be missing one of the most breathtaking experiences in your life.
Yes, if you do not plunge into that river that have taken thousands of lives, you may have just missed a moment of bliss.
Yes, if you do not press the accelerator to make that dangling needle touch 100, you may be missing one of the most exciting moments in life.
But, but you still continue to live…

No, your life is least important here. Not even that of a blade of grass it would value.
You could die in an accident this very moment, you could die of a disease, you could be murdered by an insane killer....or you would be giving your life away for a cause.
But knowingly walking the path of silence, just to satisy your selfish need of fun is unforgivable.
You may tell me, there is only one in ten thousand chances that you meet with an accident, but I would tell you, if there was one in ten thousand, there could always be two in ten thousand and one.
Your life...you could play with it, you could simply throw it away, you could simply end it…only if you are 101% sure, there is not even one single soul on this earth, who would shed a tear for you.
Who would just wish for one second atleast, “wish you were here”.

I tell you, its worth the sacrifice that you do for that one drop of tear that could be shed for you....all the fun that these adventure or what ever name you call it, gives you….


If I had a chance to meet those people just before they walked into death, not for a cause ,but just for fun, I would have only one word to say

“If you couldn’t make the life of people around you any better by being here for so long, at least lets not make it even worse by not being here.”