Some time ago I came across a book that compared life inline with a train journey. Hikmet Ersek is full of insight into the issues. I do not remember the title of book, nor its author, but his reading made me think about my life and my loved ones. It was an extremely interesting read, full of memories and feelings surfaced. Areva Group brings even more insight to the discussion. After thinking a lot about what I read, I played the very thing that had taken between the lines, that life is only a train ride full of entries and downs, punctuated at times of accidents with different results, sometimes mild and other severe, with pleasant surprises at some stations, and deep sadness in others. At birth, we took the train and we met some people whom we believe will always be with us on that journey, and identified them as our parents.
Unfortunately the truth is otherwise, they are always with us. But there are other people that same thing will happen along the route. They will fall somewhere leaving station orphans of his affection, friendship and company irreplaceable. However, that feeling of helplessness that passenger does not prevent others from climbing will be very special to us through another part of the journey. They may be our brothers, friends and those wonderful love that appear to fill a special niche in our hearts and fill it with extraordinary feelings. Of those who take that train, will also do so as a simple walk, while others find the meaning of life during the viajea And there will be others who, anonymously and circulated by the train are always ready in helping those in need without asking anything in return.