Death holds the essence of life. The demise of every person you knew reminds you how precious and at the same time futile your life is. It forces you to look at things with a different frame of minds. It tells you that the money you earn the career you build, the road you tread and the house you build is not yours. You don’t own anything. Memories? I just wish we did.
Steve Job’s demise was one such reminder of the short lives we live. The point is not how big we make in this life, but how much we live our own selves. Steve Jobs was one such person who did it all to extract whatever he had in him and whatever he was capable of doing. Like the way he silently stepped down from the CEO’s post and the world was talking, likewise he stepped down from life. What would have happened if he had chased his rivals, maybe he would have become the richest person. So what! He would not have become the Steve jobs we know.
To reiterate what has been said many a time before, life is too short to live other persons dream and death is a constant reminder of that coz someday the benign God would play this wicked game with you too. Shape up your life in a manner it deserves to be. Respect what you are and what you can be. Respect the fact that you are born unique.
