My Entry in writing contest

A sorrowful evening of this ephemeral life at my hometown

IT was a dark mournful evening of my life.I was returning home after buried my loving father.It was about seven years ago.I was only 17,on my way back, i captured this photo.A sad sunset with a lot of sad memories.I clicked this photo with this high rise building.Thinking about life.
How temporary is this life?
We forget it in our busy life,In making wealth and homes
we are losing our loving relations ,one by one ,day by day
One day we have to go.I remember my father prayers and they have always followed me.