Five seconds.
Just five seconds.
Just five seconds before he would have known that it’s going to be over.
What would have crossed Kobe Bryant’s mind when that did happen?
Perhaps a feeling of satisfaction and happiness for living a life he was proud of.
Perhaps the fact that he should have said “I love you” more often to people who mattered the most.
Perhaps the tragedy to see his daughter die along with him.
Perhaps none of these.
Whatever that may be, none of us know the time till when we are here.
Neither the one with the most money, nor the one who knows the most influential people.
All of us are cut from the same cloth of anonymity.
That’s what makes this life worth understanding and living.
Understanding and living.
Not postponing. No more “my time will come”, rather, my time is already here.
Right now. Otherwise, literally, never.
