Since the moment we are born, we are dying.
Every single thing that we do from then on will become a part of us till we die. The failures, and the successes. Unfortunately, there is no ‘restart’ button, no ‘pause’ in life and it will continue no matter what you do. Whether we like it or not, we have only one life to live.
I am in my 20s and I have a long road ahead of me. I can foresee that I will need to make many decisions with regards to career, life and relationships and I am scared, scared to know that I might make a wrong decision and also the thought that we only have this one chance at life pressures me further.
I believe that for almost everyone, being in our 20s is not easy. The countless decisions to make, the responsibilities that follow and the fear that our lack of experience can fail us anytime.
However, as I read ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’ by Viktor E. Frankl, I remembered something that I forgot, something that had given me peace before for the outcome of the decisions that I will make.
A rich and mighty Persian once walked in his garden with one of his servants. The servant cried that he had just encountered Death, who had threatened him. He begged his master to give him his fastest horse so that he could make haste and flee to Teheran, which he could reach that same evening. The master consented and the servant galloped off on the horse. On returning to his house the master himself met Death, and questioned him, “Why did you terrify and threaten my servant?” “I did not threaten him; I only showed surprise in still finding him here when I planned to meet him tonight in Teheran,” said Death.