Is there another emotinal pain worse than losing someone at the hands of death?
Death is inevitable and unexpected most of the times, but life goes on. When you lose someone you love and care, the intensity of the pain is the maximum for those who are really close to him/her.
How would you feel when you see a person struggling for life on the hospital bed? Your heart goes out for the person and all you can do is pray to the Almighty to show some form of miracle and allow the person to survive. Or you beg and plead with the doctor to do eveything he can and make the person better.
What if the doctor is trying to tell you that the situation is grim and diplomatically tells you that the person's survival rate is extremely less? You are grasping at the last straws of hope and again, hoping that a miracle does happen. You try to convince yourself and others that the Almighty will definitely listen to your prayers.
What would you do when the doctor firmly tells you that it's just a matter of hours irrespective of the life support? You are completely lost now. Time is unstoppable. You begin to question the existence of the Almighty. You refuse to accept the doctor's final words and begin to suspect if they have done everything to save his life.
You finally hear about the soul leaving the body. Some people are wailing uncontrollably, some are crying silently and pretending to be brave. The composed ones are busy making arrangements for the final rites.
Isn't it strange how one refers to a dead person as just 'body' once the soul departs? The body has absolutely no identity without the soul - though soul is not visible.
It may take days, months or even years to overcome the feeling of losing someone forever - to come to terms with the fact that you will never ever be able to touch the person, look the person in the eye or hear the person's voice.
Death is defintely cruel but it is a part of lifecycle and wish the Almighty had given a seventh sense devoid of all emotions and only extreme strength to face it.
Death is inevitable and unexpected most of the times, but life goes on. When you lose someone you love and care, the intensity of the pain is the maximum for those who are really close to him/her.
How would you feel when you see a person struggling for life on the hospital bed? Your heart goes out for the person and all you can do is pray to the Almighty to show some form of miracle and allow the person to survive. Or you beg and plead with the doctor to do eveything he can and make the person better.
What if the doctor is trying to tell you that the situation is grim and diplomatically tells you that the person's survival rate is extremely less? You are grasping at the last straws of hope and again, hoping that a miracle does happen. You try to convince yourself and others that the Almighty will definitely listen to your prayers.
What would you do when the doctor firmly tells you that it's just a matter of hours irrespective of the life support? You are completely lost now. Time is unstoppable. You begin to question the existence of the Almighty. You refuse to accept the doctor's final words and begin to suspect if they have done everything to save his life.
You finally hear about the soul leaving the body. Some people are wailing uncontrollably, some are crying silently and pretending to be brave. The composed ones are busy making arrangements for the final rites.
Isn't it strange how one refers to a dead person as just 'body' once the soul departs? The body has absolutely no identity without the soul - though soul is not visible.
It may take days, months or even years to overcome the feeling of losing someone forever - to come to terms with the fact that you will never ever be able to touch the person, look the person in the eye or hear the person's voice.
Death is defintely cruel but it is a part of lifecycle and wish the Almighty had given a seventh sense devoid of all emotions and only extreme strength to face it.
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