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Legacy

A few days ago I received the news of the death of a classmate of mine at the University. His death evoked several emotions; sadness, anger, shock and disbelief. It also pushed me to deep thought.
For persons who knew Muhammad Fulani, he was a person who was deeply interested in how the earth worked. He loved knowledge and was deeply committed to whatever he set himself to do. I knew he was a staunch Buhari fan, and I used to exchange banter once in a while with him. He left a legacy.

I think whatever we leave behind when we dissolve into the infinite light is our legacy. Legacy is largely unquantifiable, we can not measure it in figures or units. It is how we make others feel. It is what we do and how we live.

You can not decide to not leave a legacy. Whether you like it or not, you are leaving something behind. It could be good or evil. One could be tempted to think "I'm not living for anybody, I don't care about a legacy", true but leaving a good legacy is done for yourself too. You are the primary beneficiary of a life well spent.

A life well spent benefits you when you are alive. When it becomes a legacy you may or may not be there to reap from it. Your legacy could be doing your job well, the things you impress upon your children and it could be your creations. Legacy could be art.
To be continued.

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