Life goes on
This feeling began to seep into me since I was over thirty, and I feel it creeping up on my soul quickly. I remember things in my life and say: This was 15 years ago.. 20 years ago.. 12 years ago.. Then I pay attention. How did I have memories that separated me from them so many years ago?!! My relatives, the children whom I used to play with, throw them in the air, and sing to, are now in universities, and some of them are getting suitors! I remember that I graduated from university 10 years ago!!.. So 10 years have passed since the moment I thought was the end of youth and the beginning of manhood.. Really, when did youth end.. I don’t know! I imagine myself dying now and imagine my fate in the afterlife... Then I wake up, terrified and terrified, I can’t even bear to think... Life goes on... The adults die, the children grow up... And the afterlife awaits... And the surprise: everyone is oblivious! Just like a person walking on an escalator, he reaches the end without realizing it... imagining that he will not reach it because he did not move.
Ahmed Khaled Tawfiq, coffee with uranium
