will you be there tomorrow,
with you i have a age that i lived
with you i have a life full of memories
you make my life colorful,
will you be there tomorrow....

It is strange how life comes you at fast.. people who don't exist in your daily frame of life but were key pieces in some of your cherished memories, people who make your stories unique, colorful; suddenly you come to know that they are no more around. It is not as if you were seeing these people everyday, maybe you were only going to speak to them once in 2 years for 5 minutes, but these were some of your own people.. some one who you see and feel comfortable about. You did not have to put up a face for them, you were genuine yourself with them. As they disappear from future and only past memories remains you are reminded of how fragile and indifferent life is. You think, why them? They were so alive and so ready for tomorrow. life as the philosphers say is no-ones loyal. What will happen next moment is unknown, and could change every thing you had in the day, week, month or year. Live it to the extreme for it is not going to be there next minute...