Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh. ~George Bernard Shaw
The life – precious yet fragile. If we look around, we are constantly reminded of the fact that life is short; it is perishable at any moment. Everyday, everywhere, there is something or someone pointing to this sad truth.
Yes, it is sad, if you think about it; the thoughts about your own demise can easily put you off. May be that is why we rarely think about it – uncertain in time, yet a sure ending of our journey!
There is nothing you can do about this; the life, just like a book, comes with the last chapter. You can delay the inevitable by being careful – eating healthy, staying fit and keeping a positive outlook. You can even try extreme measures – hiding in the basement and never crossing the train track… You can postpone it if you are lucky, but it is the law of nature – you can delay your end but you cannot avoid it.
In spite of the well known path and a steady march towards the end, we are rarely bothered by it. We barely think about it. We see others go, but you never imagine yourself in that coffin.
Actually, this is the best survival mechanism that our brain has adapted to. We have learned to ignore our own demise. Even if we talk about it, we never really take it seriously. These are things beyond us, there are powers beyond our control that we can do nothing about. So perhaps, there is no point in worrying about something that is bound to happen – sooner or later.
And, it is good that we think very little about this temporary aspect of our existence. We have learned to look forward to the good things in our life, without looking TOO FAR into the future! It is amazing how we wrap ourselves in our own little world, our daily routines. A day comes, a night goes by and another day starts; the life continues. The frailty of life seldom bothers us. Continue reading