Death- A Triumph
It is always a pleasure to revisit old novels by our favorite
author, with fragrance of old yellow pages, memories recalling emotions of reading
it for first time with Oxford dictionary and now reading it again with some
experience gained. I reached the page which changed my perspective on ‘Death’.
What emotion does this word evokes in you? Anxiety, Terror, Sorrow or Peace?
Paulo Coelho has written in his international best seller
book- The Pilgrimage-
‘Still, being fragile
creatures, humans always try to hide from themselves the certainty that they
will die. They do not see that it is death itself that motivates them to do the
best things in their lives. They are afraid to step into the dark, afraid of
the unknown, and their only way of conquering fear is to ignore the fact that
their days are numbered. They do not see that with awareness of death, they
would be able to even more daring, to go much further in their daily conquests,
because then they would have nothing to lose-for death is inevitable .’
He also mentioned that the fear of that is not death but the
‘reason for death’. A person is more concerned about how he will die than the
fact that he will die. I wish a man concentrates on life between birth and
death and embellish it with dreams, good deeds and humanity to make it worth
dying. I remember once my spiritual Guru (Shri Devakinandan Thakurji), while
preaching Bhagwad said, ‘we take certain number of breaths in our lifetime, but
aren’t aware of the count, as it is insignificant, but two of them are
significant- the first breath when we were born as human, and the last which is
yet to come. But we don’t know which will be our last breath, so why can’t we
treat all of them as significant as the last one and nurture it with wisdom, learning
and humanity and die as a man. ’
I saw a funeral passing by on my way to office, a young Hindu
lady tucked in red saree, four men carrying her funeral pyre. ‘Seems to be a
poor woman, might have died from some disease,’ said cab driver. ‘Yeah! May the
soul rest in peace!’, I prayed. ‘What peace madam, look how young she was, she
was yet to see the world, ’I found him a bit restless and emotional. ‘She has
seen more than us, she knows the truth now, she’s dead,’ I said. Cab driver gave a strange look, ‘death is sad,’
he said.
Maybe he’s right, death is sad.It is sad for those who
are alive, it is sad for the husband who hesitated to confess his love on
several occasion. It is sad for children who took parents for granted, it is
sad for parents to see their children die before them. It is not sad for the
one who died. As that soul is resting in peace now, with no regrets.
Krishna preached about death in Bhagwad Gita (chapter 2) to
Arjuna that death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which
is dead. Therefore grieve not for what is inevitable.
Enjoy your journey to make your destination more beautiful!
Set my body on fire or bury in your graveyard,
Or cut it into pieces, feed vultures and fishes.
Soul’s purpose was to bring that smile on your face,
Make this world beautiful, that’s all humanity preaches!
~Arpita

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