Death

Death-an enticing yet a delusional word. Some people consider this an omen, a bad thing. But isn’t death a part of life? Or is it separate, far from life? I don’t know and maybe if I ever do I won’t be able to tell.

Afterlife- the question of its existence is in itself is a paradox. If we already have a life, what is the point of afterlife? Is it different from the life we live and in what ways? Well, maybe the question would be rendered unanswered for eternity!

Death is an integral part of life…….Death makes life more meaningful…..Death is mourning……Rest in peace!….blah…blah…..and the list goes on.

But, why is death considered to be something sad and something akin to life and yet totally opposite of it? Maybe, its not, maybe it is. But, one thing is for sure, Death is inevitable. No one can ever deny this fact.

For me, I relate death with peace. I always had, I just never realized it until today. The strange idea of death and peace associated with it is something surreal. Sometimes, I just shut down my eyes and imagine the universe with its stars, galaxies and voids and I imagine I am traversing through it with God guiding me through it.This is what comes up when I think about death and peace. Its like I’m in some sort of a trance. And I wish this spell never breaks.This is what I think about death and at one point in my life I yearned for death,for this strange quirky dream to come true. And this is what I’m imagining right now. Sometimes, a thought sprouts up-maybe this life is not meant for me. Maybe I just don’t wan’t what its giving me. I just want to experience the dream in an infinite loop.And maybe that’s the reason I never feel contented nor happy. Every happiness of mine is doomed to end with tears of sadness. And that’s why the idea of life and its complexity irks every cell of my body.

And I contemplate that maybe life and its never ending complexities don’t have a meaning for me. Maybe death has the meaning that I’m searching for!