DEATH-the end of life or a part of it?

Ruhma Khan
Aug 31, 2018 · 3 min read
“silhouette of three people walking beside body of water” by Kylo on Unsplash

People relate death to the end of life, but I recently felt that death is actually a part of life. You finally have to bid farewell to those who gave you birth, those with whom you spent most part of your lives, those with whom you basically shared your life, those who are a part of you and not two distinct persons, those who made you who you are and those without whom you never imagined your life.

And this death totally changes your life, FOREVER.

All you have are some happy and sour memories to cherish, to remind you of the times well spent, of the moments happily experienced and the hardships faced together.

Regular habits and routines become a past story, your future plannings suddenly turn into regrets and things which you considered usual and common, you realise were actually blessings you didn’t give importance to.

And even when everything has changed, you have to act like nothing has changed. For it’s only you for whom all this matters. Inside, you might be all broken but you still have to carry that smile on your face, that normality in your expressions when you meet your colleagues, friends and customers. You still have to be on time with your targets and deadlines because it is all a part and parcel of life even if it may signify the end of life.

It is because we end up prioritizing our grades and points, our deadlines and targets all our lives that we have so many regrets at the end, that we don’t even get the time to make ourselves understand what we have lost, to accept the change and plan our future and yet, all we must do is to come back and do all that we did all our lives.

When it’s the same for all, when we all end up prioritizing the wrong way, (or maybe the right way only for that time), when we all ultimately get lost in this viscious circle of fulfilling our responsibilities, standing up to the expectations and planning our future, when we all understand that we all make the same mistakes, is there still no way to change the system? Can’t we all once make others feel that we sympathise, rather empathise and give others the time to heal? Is it important to give least importance to those who love you, who understand you are busy and respect your decisions, only to regret later?

I would request you all to please always make decisions that you don’t regret in the future, decisions that will matter in the long run, decisions that will be the best for not only you but also all those who love you, people for whom you matter, for whom your attention and time is everything, and people who will never complain and love you no matter what!

It’s weird how I am writing all this and am still worried about my GPA, the quizzes, the deadlines and the submissions I have missed over this period, because THIS is what a human truly is, it carries the burden of all that should happen, all his responsibilities and all the ‘what if’s’, until one day he leaves for the heavenly abode and becomes unwary of the world and all it contains.

After I am done with this, I will again go thinking of what is life? Is death the end of life, or a part of life? If it is a part of life, then why is it so difficult to move on, and if it is the end of life, then why are you expected to move on? Why is it so difficult to accept, and how and when will the emptiness in me be filled? When will my heart stop feeling heavy and burdened, when will I be able to look forward to each day instead of forcing myself to do my tasks, when will I be able to live my life the way it was before!

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