Today Is Tomorrow's Yesterday

Death is not only the permanent physical absence of a living being, it is also the end of a solitary and humdrum life. It is the inception of another story different from the one that had just ended. Welcoming the new is a stage too wearisome--episodes of predicaments in getting used to the new that will sooner or later end and die. Death is the end and the beginning, the beginning of an end and the end of that which had just begun. Emotive responses turn up spontaneously through abhorrent feelings. But that, too, is a phase towards acceptance, then euphoria and, later on, death. As bluntly as waking up to the unfamiliar light, as if the sun, in connivance with change, has its way of telling me that today marks the onset of a new beginning. Today, I entwine myself around the new but tomorrow I wallow in and get ready for its death. Today is tomorrow's yesterday.