There are not many kinds of people in this world.
In truth, there are only two.
One kind lives with a quiet awareness that life is fragile.
That this breath is not guaranteed.
That this moment is not promised another.
They don’t live in fear of death.
They live in respect of life.
Because they know deeply not philosophically that everything can end at any moment.
So they act.
They speak what needs to be spoken.
They love when love is felt.
They move when the inner call arises.
They do not postpone living for a safer tomorrow.
They understand something most people avoid looking at, that time is not an infinite resource, and life is not a rehearsal.
Then there is the second kind.
They live as if tomorrow is assured.
As if life has signed a contract with them.
As if death is a distant concept meant only for others.
They keep saying:
“Later.”
“Someday.”
“When things settle.”
“When I have more clarity.”
“When I have more money.”
“When I have more time.”
They build entire lives on imagined futures.
And they forget one simple truth: death does not knock politely. It does not check your plans. It does not wait for your readiness.
In one moment, it can take away all the tomorrows you were counting on, all the dreams you kept postponing, all the words you planned to say later, all the love you assumed would have time.
Not to frighten you.
But to wake you.
Because awareness of death is not morbid.
It is sacred.
Only when you know that everything can be taken away do you truly value what is here.
Only when you see that nothing is permanent do you stop wasting life on trivial fears and borrowed expectations.
The first kind lives intensely, not loudly.
They are not in a rush, but they are awake.
The second kind may look busy, but they are asleep sleeping inside routines, inside habits, inside the illusion of endless time.
This is not about optimism or pessimism.
It is about honesty.
Life is at risk every moment.
Not in a dramatic way, but in a silent way.
And this awareness does not make life heavy.
It makes it precious.
When you truly see this, you stop living casually.
You stop delaying your truth.
You stop waiting for permission.
You begin to live now.
Not because you are afraid of death, but because you finally respect life.
एकात्म
