Life is not for one’s own self; it is given to spread love and light to others too. One who does that lives long even after he is gone. Even a short life, just like that of a lily flower, which just lives for a day, is so meaningful. The lily of the garden which blossoms with the first rays of the sun in the morning and fades and falls by the evening pleases so many hearts, so many eyes. It is a life well lived though so short—just a day long. Living long but lending no zest, no joy to any one is living a useless life—a life of no achievement, a life of no pleasure, a life of no service. So what such life is—lost and forgotten in the hazy past with no memories left worth remembering. So life’s ever moment should be lived for others, to give something, to lend something, to leave something to be remembered by. Even a short existence but with such an achievement is worthier than a long, insipid life lost ‘unheard’, ‘dishonoured’ and ‘unsung’.
Vocabulary
Zest—enthusiasm