I sometimes think that we are like Stars in the Galaxy, the Time-travellers, millions and trillions of them are being born and being deceased every moment, as I write this note. Those who are being born right now cannot be seen by us, until the light from them should reach to us after many centuries or milleniums to come. The Stars twinkle, brighten our world, and many a times they burst into Supernova to illuminate the whole of universe. Just like Stars, we too like to leave our marks, with our divine sparks of intelligence that transform into our creations, writings, paintings, poetry, and inventions etc, something that we always struggle to salvage from the inebitable great dance of death. And each Star thus becomes the mirror that reflects that divine light within us, the humans and all the life on Earth alike.
Deodatta V. Shenai-Khatkhate