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Sunday 4 November 2007

Death...

death.
we went to pay condolences to one of our colleague's fathers who passed away this morning. i have never come face to face with such a situation before and this experiance was quite a disturbing one for me. it seemed strange to see a body lying in front of us and think that it is devoid of life now and wont move....a body that once got up and walked, sat, bent and moved will no longer be seen, heard or felt.......a body that would've slumped when lifted is now stiff as a log.......as i watched intruiged, the rituals were carried out as per norms. and then, it was covered with a white cloth, soemthing i've seen umpteen times on tv before, but when i saw it in front of my eyes, my throat was like it was choked....coz now, we would never see that face again. at that moment i happened to look into sir's face and there i saw the helplessness of a son who had to shoulder the terrible weight of loss all alone (as his siblings weren't with him) as he wept and mourned at the being that was once his father...

we returned shaken.....but then, when death puts a full stop to the eternal suffering of pain and misery, death is welcome...

dr. gopalakrishnan has so aptly put it... at the end of our 'day' we are reduced to nothing but 58 grams of ash, without realizing which we spend a whole lifetime carrying grudges, malice, hatred, jealousy, possessiveness and anger in our hearts...we could condemn, spite, even kill...living as if there is something that is ours and ours alone...but nothing is. it is all to be left behind when we leave coz in this 'ticket' there is no baggage allowance...