Thursday, October 30, 2008

Death Diaries '08

Call me insensitive and controversial. It is really difficult to put my thoughts across on this issue. but it's about to burst and i need to share it!

Is it just me or has there been an unnaturally large number of (YES im going to use the word-) deaths this year?

(isn't it amazing what a powerful word DEATH is? i mean... you can say "he passed away", but it is almost criminal to put it across as "he's dead".)

it was always
someone else's friend,
someone else's father,
someone else's pet,
someone else's teacher.

It was wonderfully stated by actor Naseeruddin Shah in the latest flick A Wednesday, that we people get too used to deaths too soon. Soon enough to not give a damn, and let it entertain us!

It is always common man that dies and leaves no mark at all.
*who is common man? Is the poor man "common"?
*are we here to "leave a mark"?

This year, though, it wasn't just anybody. It was my OWN.
Many, of MY OWN.
And it hurt.

What hurt more, I couldn't tell. Watching an old man slowly wither away bit by bit, suffering, fading into the far end of time, or suddenly being told about the disappearing act of a young boy with unseen passion to live.
The former is always with me, watching me and at peace; the latter, on a long vacation to i-don't-know-where, his arrival still awaited.

I've felt the agony of having lost someone dear through the eyes of many others too.
My interpretation of the word DEATH and the experience has changed through this year, 2008.
Death is of course, dark and unacceptable.
On the other hand, Death is a new beginning for the OLD MAN, rather than an end. A spiritual upliftment and various chapters of experiences to learn from. Death is a sacrifice for the YOUNG BOY. A sacrifice to teach mankind to LIVE and not just exist. To LOVE and not just adjust. It sucks out the air of immortality we carry around with us and throws us back to Earth.

Death is very contradictory, painful, incorrect, gloomy, despairing, harassing, unhappy, troublesome and melancholy, But we can deal with it, and we will! We're the common man!

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