Death 1

Death is an inexplicable truth. I have grown wise to pray and wish for a good life and a better death. The notion of Eternity often echoes the in-aptitude in males to accept reality and the bread of life. If all has to be explained; death is the granter of exceptions. Coming to embrace it is difficult, often reserved for the sick and religious. Religions promise its “after-glory”, the gate to divinity and so on. But this death is dark and pale. It’s clutches leaves no man untouched. Often falling asleep with a fading conscience is my painless imitation of death. And even that is dark as the conscience slips into the dark night of lone souls, that scream in vain. Pain is the sharp and acute addition to the endless sleep called death.

Man and his silicon world cheats death everyday in the cosmos. I can not but only be amazed and believe in daily divine interference to let this planet be as is, as the cosmos has more death than life. In its hallowed scatters of light and cold rocks, there is the emptiness of death and a possibility of our own planet gleans on the boundaries of sane thinking. Yet here we are, but I do doubt its continuance and its eternal glory. Death is a sad truth, but it certainly has driven us as a species to adjust life, and the values around it. We brave it in ways I still cannot fathom why. For instance the notion of Flight, sitting inside one big metal coffin we brutally thrust ourselves into the skies everyday, with tiny plastic straps on our laps. How did we end up like this ? Is it the wisdom that precedes our lives or the ignorance contained in it ?

Death certainly has its bitterness, but no man who has tasted it returned to deliver. Death is the token of punishment till date, and will always be. But why we nurture such hate is a shame and yet even the commoner has willfully wished life for himself and death for another. Can we cheat death ? We all have, and we all will, for a while.

Accept it, live with it, Death won’t come to you. But you will die only once. Oh the Pain! Death is the only form final absolution of one’s soul. Death is required for balance, Death is the way of life. Life that is reminded of death lives better. Death that is reminded of life, lived better.