Sitting in the warm cosy kitchen of ours, one evening, my little angel asked me, “Ma, if you can choose, would you rather die in an accident or would you rather die from Cancer”, I was astonished by this question but after a while answered, neither.Of late we have been talking about the matter of death quite easily and openly, but to hear her asking me this question today, only goes to show that she is thinking about the subject too often. To me this is alright as it is good for her to understand the meaning of life and death at an early age.
Death to me is an absence of life physically, though emotionally we can still be very much attached. It is about not coming back, and it is also about the total loss of our mental components, where we can no longer be aware of our feelings and sensation. The only bridge if there should be any between the death and the living is the soul. Can we ever imagine how our body will go to dust and being totally separated from our soul?
There might not be anything in this world that has more questions attached to it than the subject of death. Even if we have not lost someone close to us, it is never too soon to explore our own feelings about death and dealing with grief.
Dying in an accident is immediate, sudden and hollow; the living will be left with a million what if and if not? While dying after a long illness might give the living the opportunity of caring, holding on the moment a little longer, hence letting go might be a little bit easier and more in control.
No matter who we are, where we live, or what we do, death will touch all of us in one way or the other.
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