Death is real

Death!!! You don’t know how real it can be until you see it. You always keep on hearing the crap ... "Death is a reality", "No once can escape death" and all other shit. But these words don’t sink in until ‘it’ crosses your face, until someone you love; dies, until you come to know that someone whom you knew, someone close to you or someone a part of your loved one’s life is gone. People die, and leave behind a void, which can never ever be filled. His near and dear ones will feel his absence forever. He leaves behind the sorrow, the emptiness, the memories, the grief and the never ending ifs and buts. People console, shed a few tears & eventually forget. Life waits for none. But the burden of death, of someone’s absence, someone’s memories is carried lifelong by some unfortunate few.

God does everything for a reason … to hell with the reason; to hell with God and to hell with all the prayers and wishes. What the fuck does God get by creating such painful and pathetic conditions? What good does he do to the family whose support he has taken away? What good has he done to the people who will bear the never ending pain? Nothing, nothing at all. This is not atheism, as some so called believers will preach. This is reality. God is nothing but a hypothetical support for the weak human mind. A means to console our weeping hearts, to support our weak souls, to find a respite for all the problems which daunt us forever. How can someone who is supposed to be a savior bring so much pain on his own children? People will justify with comments like, “God judges you through such situations”, “Everyone who has come, has to go”, and all other never ending crap. But reality is understood by those who see it, who bear the brunt, who feel it and see it on their face. They know what has happened, what has gone, what will never be the same again, no matter how much time passes away, no matter how many new layers of memories cover up the wound. The feeling will remain fresh forever. The feeling of absence. Absence of someone we loved, we loved so much that we never thought that he might be gone some day, without even giving a hint to anyone. Who will suddenly vanish in thin air, leaving us totally helpless. We had to talk to him one more time, we had to say things we always thought we will say some other day; we had to tell him that we love him so much that once he is gone, we will feel so frustratingly pathetic that we couldn’t stop ourselves from shedding a tear each time we think of him.

Live for today, live for NOW. There is no tomorrow. Whatever needs to be done, needs to be now. We never know when he will pull the string. So get up now and tell all your loved ones how much you really care, maybe tomorrow it will be too late.