On DEATH

On DEATH 

Today you are here; breathing, walking and watching the world around. Tomorrow who knows you might be buried or turn into ashes. In a blink life is over. It is absolutely unpredictable & our journeys are mysterious. All that is true and known to me is NOW in this present moment. The one I can feel and sense here. The one after this & the many lined up afterwards aren’t in anybody’s control. 

I don’t own my life as I have no guarantee of its length. And surprisingly no one can give that guarantee. Not even the astrologers, doctors, scientists, priests, nor the wealthiest and wisest human beings. And that’s how no one owns it. The only owner of it could be this very moment. What’s wonderful & bountiful is filled in this moment. One can only trust that and go ahead with life as it pleases you. Beyond this there’s no assurance or no indication of anything that might come your way.  No matter how terrible or frightening it could be, it clearly gives no such prior intimidation. Someone you used to sit, laugh, dine with yesterday could be gone by today. That’s such a heartbreaking fact, which of course many of us must have seen, heard or even lived.

Death is so final and unsettling. What remains behind are only our memories. That’s especially for the ones who mourn and are shattered after seeing their loved ones leaving the world in pain. Even for those who become awfully silent and tearless, cold as ice. Again going through turbulent emotions and extreme heartache but unable to let it out in front of anyone else or even themselves. And then there are the acquaintances who extend their condolence & remain supportive in every formal way. But worst is the category of those who lose their mental balance or identity or go through a physical trauma or an attack. This vulnerable chunk then becomes the next challenge even before coming out of the grief of the dead.

There’s no category which can be defined as right or wrong at such tragic times. And we might fall under any of these depending upon the circumstances, our bond and closeness with the dead.

Such an intense & sensitive subject; so far I have never had that nerve to write on this. Several times before I had made an attempt but couldn’t get it right. And even now it’s not going to be a guide to anyone who is going through such pain.

Nevertheless what occurred to me strongly was the fact that among all these categories what about the one who is dead. Who knows where he travels; what he goes through; whether or not he can feel the emotional pain. There are all sorts of theories about ‘after death’ in different religions and there are various rituals to be performed to ensure that the soul is at peace or finds its way to heaven.

Apart from the theories I feel the soul comes and leaves your life to show you something. It tries to give some underlying message. No matter which of the above categories you fall under and the soul might have played the smallest or biggest role in your life; the bottom line is it came in contact with you for that shortest or longest time with a purpose. May be a reason which isn’t so noticeable or obvious to our normal perception. There are some things unrecognizable to us instantly. Deep within they all have a reason to tell us, show us, teach us something new. A message to be read & comprehended beyond the conscious world. Perhaps something that exceeds even our bonding  or relationship with that person; a universal message of life for us to unravel.

Like, I have surely learnt the value of my present moment with some recent experiences. And surely trying my best not to dwell between the past and future but to focus all my energy on my NOW.