And then the pathway to heaven was open and messages in form of tunes, symphonies and notes fell from the sky…Yes, those were the messages--- messages from places high;
Those messages were sent by the people who had been here before; had witnessed the flow, heard the songs; experienced the emotions; admired the nature, cherished the surroundings but now they are gone.
They are sending these messages to convey the importance of time; to explain the span of life which is limited and defined; they convey to us that the evil that deviate us from our path lies in our fear, the moments which we fail to live simply disappear.
Many of them might have walked under the same pain, fallen and risen up to try again and again; now they from up in the sky are watching us night and day;seeing us balance our lives between laughter and pain; silently wishing they could re-live those moments again.
They wash our tears with rain, reminding us that all seasons are not the same. While flickering with stars they show us light, conveying no matter much how dark it is; we must never surrender without a fight. Rays of sun always refreshingly reminds that every morning is a start to fresh day.
These messages in nature have always been there and before try understand them clearly so that once we reach in heaven we silently say to ourselves, I wish I had lived a little more…