“कल और आएंगे नग़मों की खिलती कलियाँ चुनने वाले
मुझसे बेहतर कहने वाले तुमसे बेहतर सुनने वाले
कल कोई मुझको याद करे
क्यूँ कोई मुझको याद करे
मसरूफ़ ज़माना मेरे लिये
क्यूँ वक़्त अपना बरबाद करे”
As I contemplate the fear of oblivion, my mind races with the overwhelming thought of being forgotten. The very notion sends shivers down my spine, as the prospect of leaving this world without having made a lasting impact fills me with a sense of dread.
It’s not just about being remembered; it’s about leaving behind something truly meaningful. A legacy that touches lives, shapes futures and makes the world a little brighter. Something so profound that it transcends time, carrying the power to uplift, inspire, and endure long after we’re gone.
Observing the world around me, I see countless people striving to make their mark through their work, art, or activism. Regardless of the avenue, the end goal remains the same – to leave a legacy, to be remembered.
No matter how hard we try, the truth is, we will all eventually be forgotten. It’s the way of life: time moves forward, and memories slowly fade. The people we loved, the places we cherished, the moments we held close, all drift into the past. What once felt vivid and real becomes a distant whisper, as life continues its endless march.
Nonetheless, this does not mean we should give up hope. The fear of oblivion can serve as a powerful motivator, driving us to strive towards greatness, to leave a positive impact on the world, and to create something that will withstand the test of time.
As for me, I choose to embrace this fear, letting it ignite my passions and drive me to evolve into the best version of myself. My purpose is to leave a meaningful mark on the lives I touch, knowing that even if my legacy fades with time, I will have lived a life of purpose—a life that made a difference, a life that resonated with kindness, and left the world better than I found it.
