چون عمر به سر رسد چه شیرین و چه تلخ
پیمانه که پر شود چه بغداد و چه بلخ

می نوش که بعد از من و تو ماه بسی
از سلخ به غرّه آید از غرّه به سلخ

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When life ends, whether sweet or bitter,
When the cup is full, whether in Baghdad or Balkh.

Drink a lot of wine since after me and you,
The moon repeats the cycle of birth and decay numerously.

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He was a man who had no passion. He wasted his life, from 20 to 40, doing nothing meaningful, nothing fulfilling, nothing rewarding. He had no ambition, no motivation, no purpose.

He spent his days, his nights, his years, doing the same things, over and over. He worked at a boring job, that he hated. He watched TV, that he did not care. He drank beer, that he did not enjoy.

He ignored every opportunity, every chance, every possibility, that came his way. He ignored his talents, his skills, his potentials, that he had. He ignored his dreams, his goals, his desires, that he once had.

He never tried, he never risked, he never changed. He never learned, he never grew, he never lived.

He found a poem from Khayam, that he had read in a book. He read it to himself, whenever he felt bored or empty. He found wisdom and sadness in its words.

چون عمر به سر رسد چه شیرین و چه تلخ
پیمانه که پر شود چه بغداد و چه بلخ

می نوش که بعد از من و تو ماه بسی
از سلخ به غرّه آید از غرّه به سلخ

When life ends, whether sweet or bitter,
When the cup is full, whether in Baghdad or Balkh.

Drink a lot of wine since after me and you,
The moon repeats the cycle of birth and decay numerously.

He realized that life was passing by, that every day was precious, that every chance was unique. He realized that he had wasted his life, that he had missed his opportunities, that he had ruined his chances. He realized that the world did not wait for him, that it continued going on, that it left him behind.

He regretted his life, his choices, his actions. He regretted the world, the time, the fate.

He wished he could start over, that he could live his life differently. He wished he could take his opportunities, that he could follow his passion, that he could live his dream. He wished he could change the world, that it would play based on his desire. He wished he could be happy, that he could be alive, that he could be free.