when heart stops.............

The obituary in newspaper - so many people die a day!!!! It will never bother neither of us unless we find a familiar, very familiar face among those strange lived lifes. What happens after death is truely mysterious as always. How reactions should be?? When suddenly a realisation peeps in that an attachment with a life is dettached forever.... mourning is a generalised reflexive response but beyond that when a familiar affectionate, loving heart stops forever how will an emotional heart response? The innocent thoughts about the varrying cremational procedures may outline the heartbreaking thoughts about the lost. how long will anyone mourn over the loss? Depends upon the depth of the relation you had. It seems Time plays the key role. Time heals the voids is it?? But my explanation says (overstates) Time never fills the void but silence the rest. Perhaps that maintains the balance, but memories!! Memories keep restoring the thoughts about the loss. Here time could not do much than reducing the frequency. Whatsoever time does : the moment we realise the truth- the truth that the body before you laid in peace as a corpse is no longer healthy to hold you, touch you, voice to you, nor to face you is the toughest of all times. Thus death will never spare the nearby from emotional outbursts. 'riverting to trival things to avoid embarassing emotional display' is always an appreciated ideology but not apt for the seperation a death cause.Any religion you belive, every religion explains the soul finaly reach god. So great applause to that Ultimate power who controls everything.
Hence Life at some point leads to a path , where the above truth haunt you for days , months or years, where you will witness the familiar face in that side of newspaper, finaly when the dreams or intutions about the (old) lovely face causes a trepidation in you!! A Life that sprout from birth is accompanied by death and someday it takes the charge, still the moment a thought of our death stikes we call it 'absurd'. Life finally haults forever leting others face the truth , the cycle continues. Some where i read, the saints there in Himalayas who gave up mundane life callously (from my view) state death is not the end ; that they can survive after that state..complicated that i leave it there. After every death people cook up a story summarising 'he/she must had an intution about death, her/his words indirectly reflects an idea about the death.' So here i am courageously directly talking about death: any of my readers can say ' the girl had made a blog post about death recently or long before' when its time ........... :P
Writing this post was not an easy process, guss that is the power of the topic . It stole lot of my time unlike anyother posts.......The post completely swivels on natural death and the related, and not anyword about suicides.i had no intention to pass on a negative vibe, instead a senseful thought!!
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