Why it is always that a natural death at one deepest point has to be peaceful. Utterly silent! Calm! Is it like a wait for a bus that has finally arrived! An escape from a hot, sweaty sun that you can’t bear! Never seen a man who is not ready to die even after suffering from a long chronicle disease… Suffering yes, it has to be ended. And if the solution is death, then why not!
I don’t know when I’ll be dying if I be as peaceful as him.
All my laughter over the years, all my thought process, all my dreams, all my successes and my fears and a hope to conquer them one day will just mean nothing in front of the suffering. All the desires given up for a misery. I pity such death for me. For everyone… Depressing! But then if you know there is no End to this pain and the only way out is your last breath exhaled out from your body. The idea facilitates the process and the agony.
Yea, nevertheless a sadistic death again!
A man can never be happy. A man’s wishes can never be fulfilled. Today I want this, tomorrow that and day after that I want another that. Desires can never be fulfilled. Not even at death bed. Not till the last gulp of air that will make him/her a it. They are endless! And you can never make a list out of them.
But what you can do is be satisfied with ‘oh yea…at least I got these.’
At those times, we look at our achievements. ‘You know… I got that!’ ‘I also got that’. It eases the hunger for wanting more. Satisfaction crops in! Indeed, helps to relax and yes, helps to die. However, I am not sure I’ll advocate this.
Dying can be a big word, let’s say sleep. Everyday some good wise men came along and tell to reevaluate the day before you sleep. It helps and yes motivates too…
Anyway, the main focus is desires – can never be fulfilled. Never!
And the biggest slip is that believing that desires will make us happier. I wish they really can! With this, at the end of a day, some Richard Branson would have been most relaxed, most peaceful, the happiest man in this entire universe.
Life always happens in moments – A rare thought! And the best part is it can’t be brought back. I love this part!! Just one moment needed to bring a smile, a cheer, a laugh, a tear, a pain, a twinge…. Any emotions which can be described always happened in a moment. Possibly, a whole lot of thought process working at a back-end but it take a prompt of flash to exhibit and recognize it.
It’s so true – Life always happens in moment. No other second, no other imitation can bring back the ecstasy of that time.
Try it yourself; keep on recalling the event which made you laugh like an animal. You will be happy and smiling with the memory but that first laugh, that experience – I wish it could be describable. This is life. Happening, always happening. I don’t care if it is good or bad. Best or worst! But it is continuously happening. Always in the mode of occurring!! Always!
I guess this thought will make my death easier. LOL. Though I am too young to talk about an old man’s death! But yes, this thought is more cheerful that my life will be happening till my last exhalation, till the last gulp of air I’ll puff out!!
Glee !!
