Whats it worth, If you cant remember?

I have a great life and I had a great life. Yet, when the moment came, when I thought I was having the last few moments of my life, I couldn't remember or appreciate much of what I was and am privileged to enjoy. That moment, luckily, I survived and continued to live on. I, however, wondered whats it all worth when if in my last few breaths I cant get a smile on my face. Death is inevitable. Death is the only constant thing in our life. I would want to go in its arms smiling the day it arrives upon me. And hopefully I would have lived a full life. And if not I would like to fight it but with hope and not despair and go it its arms with panache and not fear. However, the thing that stuck in my head is how is it possible for me to not recall so many beautiful times I had. I was in a bad mood and not because of the flight turbulence (which is what made me think, it could be my last few breaths),but since Gokul was just back from his three week long US trip and I had to leave right after that on my work. Anyhow, as I thought further about it, I realized its because how less we introspect or contemplate on life that leads us to moments like this where we are indifferent to the good times we enjoyed. And that is how this blog is born. I would like this to be a place where I can think aloud, ponder deeply and note down great times. I would like it to be a sort of diary from the movie 'Longest Ride' that I can read now and then (not necessarily on my last days) and pick myself up.

There we go!