54/218 count the days before you make them count When I was a child I had no concept of death. Just like any other child I used to be lost in my own little head. Very soon I wasn't a child anymore but I was still pretty indifferent about the idea of death. Then something happened. I also wrote about this in #40daysofhope about a cricket mate of mine who lost his life in a high speed bike accident 3 years ago. He was just 17. I was shaken by death for the first time in life. Then I realised I would also be leaving this world one day. It was a scary realisation. Also, I did the maths about how much time is there for us on earth. And trust me, I found something unbelievable. I used to believe that every human had a lifespan of millions of days. Yes, I really thought in millions. Expecting the number in millions I thought about calculating the days of a person if he happened to live for one hundred years: 365*100= 36,500 days
