DEATH..

This word apart from its meaning is haunting me over a month and I struggle hard to overcome that feeling of fear it generates in me. The list of the older generation in my family , the recent illness of many of them and the death of my cousin's grand father is the reason behind this. After the sudden demise of my father in 2004 it was really hard for me to overcome the sense of insecurity and the loss of moral support from my father in whatever I do. Though I didnt express much I could feel the same in me even now. Whenever I receive any call from my family during my busy hours of the day I would rather take up the call with a sense of fear and start praying that I should not hear any bad news in any way. I sometimes even think why is the nature or the God whom I believe is taking us our near and dear ones and is it not possible to have them with us forever. But then my conscience pricks me that thats the way the evolution goes and I should accept it. All our knowledge have made death miserable than animals that dont know anything. I know that the family may stumble for some days or some months or some years and then things starts moving in its own way. Its true that Life goes on and on ......

If my Doctor says that I am left with 5 minutes to die..I wont brood rather I think I will be typing faster... :-)