First of all, my apologies to Nepal, Ninja, and Catch... I had to delete the first edition of this blog because of some noise from someone. So your valuable comments disappeared too, but I remember them, and I'll acknowledge them in my comment.

For Indian audiences, this blog contains quotes from Pink Floyd. So sue me.  

Birth... The new born babies can't tell you how torturing it must be, to leave the comfort of their mothers' wombs, and to breath air for the very first time, but if I  close my eyes and try to imagine what it'd be like, it'd probably be like drowning. Drowning in air.

Getting old... My idol, Pink Floyd said it best...

"And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death"

And Getting Sick... You are incapacitated and you can only dream of walking to the toilet to piss... as you see your own waste flow down the tube, you know the time has come. As you lie on your death bed dying, the memories are killing you all over again... The memories of what used to be... what could be... what should be... Tears roll down your face, but they dry up before reaching the pillow.

"Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say"

Yeah... I thought I'd something more to say, but there is no more time.

And what's to come next? After birth... getting old... and getting sick... what awaits me?

I can only hope death will comfort me in the end.