Reality of Death

 

We are not afraid of Death. We never were. We are afraid of its uncertainty. We know that it’s gonna come one day. But still, it’s uncertain which day is that one day.

Every breath we take takes us one step closer to death. But still, we don’t stop breathing. Ah! Don’t you dare call it optimism! Even a pessimist lives the same way. It’s called Life. It’s living. Doesn’t matter how you live. You breathe, you live. You live, you breathe. You stop breathing; you stop living. You stop living; you can hardly breathe. 

“I can’t live without you” is total bullshit! Trust me. Everybody lives on their own. No life stops in the absence of others. The absence of others’ lives just makes us suffer, with different levels. It’s not ‘not-living’ or ‘death’ for sure. 

It’s not the fear of ‘to be dead’. It’s the fear of leaving the living. And this living includes… so much of it. Living with and for your loved ones, your dreams, your desires, your aims, your games, your name, your fame, your happiness, your sorrows, your reliefs, your griefs, your greats, your regrets, your 'sorrys', your 'thank yous', your lights, your nights, your days, your darks… living with and for yourself. 

Death is the everlasting truth. Everything that’s born has to die one day. So we can miss its presence and remember its beauty and value by all means. Death is the eternal truth of eternity. It’s the eternity of the eternal. That’s why it’s so young and beautiful. It’s a gorgeously beautiful freedom anyone would hardly want to lose at the right moment. 

We never stop breathing, even if it brings our end nearer. When a festival is at our doorstep, we just get ready to celebrate it. We enjoy every breath we take, we utilize it, and we celebrate it. This might sound crazy, but it’s a celebration of our upcoming death. We still call it Life because we have lived all those years. It is a reason we live for. 

After all, death is the only reason that actually makes us feel alive.

-Kayanpri