Why I am here? For what I must be here? Why they should note that I am here? Why it should be mentioned or taken on record that at one point of time I had been here? What is my relative value? What is my relevance? What they all would miss if I am not there?  What I shall leave after I am gone?
What I did so far? Is that enough? Did I use myself and mine-hood intelligently? How do I draw up my personal balance sheet at the end of the day? What is my contribution?
These are simple questions put by me to myself and I have to answer them before I leave. I cannot leave any of these questions unanswered.
 But then to my mind to answer these question you do not require words. Words cannot explain enough. I must show the answer through my deeds. I must act fast because time is passing very fast. I may run short of time. I must do extra hours of push-ups. Let some sleeps slip. Let few holidays disappear. I must walk few extra miles and sweat down myself once again. Let my dreams wake up once again knocking every thing in me endlessly. I have to rise again and again. I have to  glow more then ever. Let me flower once again.