yesterday i was browsing through some books at THE OXFORD BOOK STORE and i came across a very interesting poem...this poem written by Gulzar struck me as the most honest way to treat death...this is how it goes...
who knows,
when and where it will strike?
i m more scared of life.
death is okay
it strikes only once.
so then why should we get scared of death? of dying? i think we should rather live life to the fullest.. live life the way we want...
i remember seeing death in front of my eyes... even though it wasnt me that death was taking away i felt as if i was dying... this happened some years back...
my dad was suffering from cancer... we never knew till the last stage... n when we came to know about it, it was too late... nothing could be done... nothing at all... 4 months i saw death hovering at my door... trying to get in... we trying to keep it out... for four months i saw my mother suffering... never ever crying infront of us... never showing her feelings... trying to be strong... trying to inculcate in us the meaning of life..the meaning of death... and then death entered...
the question at that time was why me God? why we? ...why DEATH? ... now i know why DEATH... death to go on to a new life... new karmas... death for KARMIC CIRCLE!!!
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Life, I know not thou art, but I know that we shall part.
anonymous just for u...
part with life,
part with a smile.
part with life,
part with pride.
part with life,
part with joy.
part with life,
to be with GOD!!!
I am always alert for death. He does not fool me. I spot him right away. He loves to come in his country-bumpkin disguise; a comical wart that suddenly grows and grows; the dark, hairy mole that sends its roots to the very bone; or hiding behind a pretty fever blush. Then suddenly that grinning skull appears to take the victim by surprise. But never me, I’m waiting for him. I take my precautions.
I suffer, but I still live. It’s true that I may be a sort phantom in life, but I know my beginning and I know my end. It is true that I am as an X in an indeterminate equation, the X that will terrify mankind as it voyages through a million galaxies. But no matter. The X is the rock upon which I stand.
From 'Fools Die', Mario Puzo
I neva knew u blogged...jeeeeez thanx for tellin me...and dayum girl 5 posts in 1 month?? ur beating me..loll....nice posts...keep it up
always more difficult when death seems to be knocking at the doors of some one close/dear to you.I suppose itz easier when one sees death coming to meet him/herself, after all that seems to be the ultimate deliverance. sometimes i wonder are we not kind of selfish in that we don't mind death for ourselves but don't want it for our dear ones. y cant we accept that sometimes it's better for them to go far away from us all.....
Great bloggy eyezzz :)
People are afraid of death because no one really knows what happens next...the 'unknown' nature of it is what scares people. Every religion and culture has some form of explanation for Death and what happens afterwards but to be honest no one really knows what happens. As a Buddhist/Hindu we do believe in Karma and afterlife...I'd like to believe that because I hate to think that all the efforts we put into life here on Earth is just for nothing.
I'm sorry about your dad...I have gone through the same...but that cruel experience opened up many doors in my heart that would have been closed forever had it not been for his death...
Keshi.
death speaks:an arab folktale
my servant in baghdad came running back from the souk(market)and panting he said to me"master,master;i saw death in the market.he will come to take me today."
i said,"why are u so scared?he might have come for someone else."
he said,"no,he recognised me and made a sign.but i dont want to die.solend me your horse and i will go to samarra and death will not find me."
so,i lent him my best horse and he rode away to samarra.then i went to the market and saw death standing in his black robe.so i saked him why he had threatened my servant like that.
death replied,"oh!i did not mean to scare him.it was just a start of surprise on seening him here in baghdad for tonight he has an appointment with me in samarra"
Its uncertainity that scares. NOT death. Its wut lies behind/underneath that scares.
I am scared of death not because where i will go after that, and what lies underneath and all crap. Its because i cannt think of leaving my loved ones, or them leaving me, forever.
Death is forever sleep. I can sleep for max 8 hrs...beyond that...
.rahul_
I am reminded of those lines from 'Anand' the movie with Rajesh Khanna and amitbah Bacchan.
'Maut tu ek kavita hai... ek kavita ka vaada hai mujhse...." anyone who remembers the whole thg. ?
hey rohit even i didnt know u blogged..i liked ur abortion post..very nice...
aeolus u r rite...we dont really want to see people who r close to us dying..its killing to see them dying..and we dont know what to do..we have to accept this as part and parcel of live...
hey keshi i m sorry to hear about your dad..but i m sure like me u have learnt to live with this...as u say the cruel experiences do open our hearts..
word thats a nice fable...we cannot cheat death...no one can...the only thing we can wish is to die peacefully..
de vile...uncertainties scares all...if we learn to deal with them we can scare the hell out of them..;))
hey rahul..thats what we call MAYA...its very difficult to leave MAYA behind..
cheekuuuu...i love u loads too..n thanx for feeling my sorrow..but then now..its not a sorrow nymore...i just cherish all my time with dad..thats more important i think...
hey anonymous..thats a nice kavita..had forgotten it ..thanx for reminding me...u know whenever i see this movie i wish that whenever i die, i die like him...to put this in a lighter vein i'd say "what a death" ...
n thanx all of u who visited my blog...didnt expect such a loving response...had not logged on my bloge since days...thanx again...
yeah...you just stole that word off my mouth. it was spinning round while i wrote last time. Anyways...was listening to this song...by Alan Parson...
As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows approaching me
And to those I left behind
I wanted you to know
You've always shared my deepest thoughts
You follow where I go
And oh when I'm old and wise
BItter words mean little to me
Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine
And the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise
.rahul_
i'm in love with death.She is beautiful and i'm playing 'hard to get' with her.She'll get me one day.I won't be sad.
thats so wonderful ashes... specially the line ...im in love with death..wonderful...
Shall death do us part !! aint this line a bit judgemental well afterdark when the world sleeps a man in a black cloack arrives not to take u away but to free you with the burdens that you are living with he is all set2win over u and show u light in darkenss your musings are your own then life makes u go places and then you get back to the mundane u death takes you to a never ending journey that never really ends, exoperience the death NO Credit card required contact none other than ladies hold out to the blancspace
anonymous u didnt mention sizzlemebrownie... uff i m shattered... lol
nice blog 'eyes' {feels weird to see people take such anon stands- wats in a name/identity? big deal eh?}
thanks for dropping by my blog :)
donno about death- never saw it so closely. I am sorry to know about it :|
now i know why DEATH... death to go on to a new life... beautifully written- acknowledging death intelligently.
good day
ashish
What is a Karmic circle?
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(karma) means all the deeds that u do... they may b good or bad... and according to jainism it isnt necessary that the (phal) for our deeds will be attained in this life... and unless we attain all our (phals) we cannot reach (moksha).. so to attain this (phal) we knowingly or unknowingly do (karma) that forms a vicious cycle... so our soul has to travel from one life to another... a sort of a circle...
karmic circle...
Zindagi to Bewafaa hai, ek din thukrayegi...Maut mehbooba hai apne saath lekar jaayegi ;)
lustya.
I wish I could write it and write it too so eloquently. It is wonderfully composed post. And, In Gita it is said about death....
"“vasansi jirnani yatha vihaya, navani grihnati naroparani,
yatha sharirani vihaya jirnonyanyani navani dehi.”
"The way man changes new clothes upon ridding of the old, same way a soul merely changes body. It never dies."
Then...
" nainam chindanti shastrani nainam dahati pavakah
na cainam kledayanty apo na sosayati marutah"
Weapon cannot harm the soul, fire cannot burn it, water cannot wet the soul and the wind can make it dry.
I believe in it. I have to. I had to. There was just no way out.:)
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