Monday, May 23, 2011

The world bids adieu to anon …

 

http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/fy6yz/51_hours_left_to_live/

Continuing with the somehow uncomfortable subject of death, here is another.

This person, after undergoing all the pains and indignities of suffering from an incurable cancer, decides to go for a well deserved death with dignity.

From the exchanges, looks like he’s lost almost everything while fighting for survival. The medicines and procedures have bought nothing but pain.

He takes his chances going public and the internet responds. They take him in his fold and brighten his end. The most moving part is where across the globe they explain the surroundings and make him travel the whole globe.

Here is a man, who does not have money,health or even time to do any of these things, but he bids farewell to a bunch of strangers who give him more than his own life has given him.

Talk about being a global village, this is actually a global family !!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Eulogy to a stranger

 

Dear stranger,

we have never talked before. Neither do I know your name. I did see you but you would definitely have not seen me. I saw your perfectly clean shiny bike, your perfectly ironed shirt neatly tucked in to your trousers. Even the death throes did not hide the fact that you did most of the things very well and perfectly. Even the way the accident opened your head was almost clinical. The newly laid black tar road spotless under you.

 

The city bus parked half-hazardly just a few feet from your body made it clear whose fault it really was.

 

You must have been a caring son, a loving father and an understanding husband, a trusted friend and a smiling stranger. All that brought to the end by one mistake. I do not want to say that the end was unnecessary and tragic. It is just Karma and it happened because it was supposed to happen this way.

What else is life but a dewdrop within a dewdrop, a dream within a dream? And you might have dreamt well. At least my religious belief says that death is not a full stop. It is merely a reset and you get a chance to do every thing all over again and again. What did yours say?

I definitely imagine your near ones’ uncontrollable grief. No words can describe or comfort them, at least I do not have those words. so you are the only one I can address. Because you would have already gone to the next step in your life and all this would not matter much to you. Does it?

I think there is only one way to know, and I will know when I will know. There is still time for that. There is still time I dream this dream within dream.

My unseen, unmet friend. Adieu. Well lived and all the best for the next turn. Let’s hope we meet in these cycles again. Would we remember then?

Who knows?