Between Life and Death
Death is still an enigma to all of us, however old or young we
are. Often i have witnessed dead "person" (not used body to connote
respect) been carried on the roads and few others dancing and gracing their
path with flowers and crackers. As a child this has always got me into the
thinking mode why dance, burst crackers when there is a grief?
There is always a touch of sorrow when we hear the news of eternal
rest. It might not be your own kith or a kin, but you feel grief inside you.
Probably, the intellect inside you always tries to rehearse it with your
experience or is aghast to experience one.
It takes a lot of maturity to understand nothing is permanent
except our unison with death. But in between life and death there is a lot of
negativity that we expose ourselves to. There is lot of anger, ego and battle
to win and satisfy "others". In the whole process we not only trouble
our souls but also, our loved ones to gratify our ego with their success.
We are proud to be a mother of IITian, wife of a successful man
and a daughter/son of elite stalwarts from any industry. But why so? Why do we
relate our success with others? Should not we be happy with the life God
bestowed on us? Why success should always be attributed to any sort of
achievement?
Nothing can attribute more to success, than to lead a happy
content life. Life is a drama, where we all are actors, we need to leave the
stage when our roles are done. But the stage awaits you in a different role.
Oh! Now I feel that's the reason we need to celebrate death,
for it’s the same soul that which bids farewell to us, getting ready to embrace
us in a different form.
