An Illusion ?

We never stop to realize that the body will not last forever.

A man went to a fakir and informed him that a certain man was dying.

The fakir asked the dying man's age and was told that he was seventy two years old.

The fakir promptly said, "He has been dying for 72 years now--this is merely his last breath."

A mother considers that her child is growing, but is he?

If he is destined to live for fifty years, then when he is ten, only forty are left.

When he reaches twenty years of age, only thirty years are left.

We can never escape this paradoxical illusion without rising above the body by self-analysis.

In summay, we are dying everyday.