When does life begin

They say life doesn’t end when someone dies. I wonder when does life begin.
When u meet that someone special or when u are searching for him.
When u stand at the seashore and wonder how I happened to be alone here or when u stand in his arms and wonder how life was going on without him
When the end and the beginning and the present all seem to be one, or when the moment u are living seems suspended in time
When happiness seems a mere mirage and sorrow the only reality in life
Or when it all seems so beautiful that even a spot of dirt would smear it.
When u feel that being alone was the only thing u were intended for
Or when u feel the best is yet to come
Why is tragedy always so profound and so full of meaning
While comedy so much like a farce