Death.....why it evokes mixed emotions ?

                                                 One of my favourite malayalam writer Poonathil Kunjabdulla has written

"  When my mother died  when i was a child  , i didnt cry  ..because i didnt  know what was  death  "
"When my father  died  when i was an adult , then also i didnt cry ....because  i  knew  what was death "

                                                                       There are few things  which people dont like to discuss  and one of the prominent ones is death  .  Maybe its the false hope that  by not discussing it  we will live forever  .
There was even a discovery tv program showing  why death and people associated with it is pushed to the backstage . Only  when it is romanticized in literature (fiction)  it has at least some respectability  . But the fact remains  that  though its the inevitable end of everyone including you and me , the topic is relegated to the backstage  .

                      No , i am not going to do an extensive brainstorming on this topic but a few little thoughts on this  .  For one , if you are intensely religious (which many people claim they are  )  the death when it comes should not evoke this much fear . For , it is the time when God calls the person back to him .I have witnessed many times people doing intense prayers before getting into a vehicle .  They have the false belief that their prayers will prevent an accidental death . If they have true belief why should they fear death and why should they try to bribe God by praying to prevent death .  I think that is hypocrisy .

I usually dont attend funerals unless the person is very close to me (Yes , you read that correctly  ... very close means who is very close to my heart  )  . Of course that included my grandmothers and my moms brother (he was only 54 when he died  )   .  I am extremely fortunate that none of my friends or close relatives  died in their prime except my moms brother .  Being very pious himself  i think he wouldnt have minded when he was called by his creator at that age .  (he died of a heart attack )  . That was one of the few occasions when we all  carried the body (yes we used to do that in our native place  using shoulder carried equipment  )      . And though i dont believe in shedding tears to show people , it was a rude shock when one of my distant relative and a person of my age was trying to discuss some random topic like the cinema playing on the local theatre . Of course i ignored him  .  This person i have often seen always at the forefront to attend or organise any funeral /marriage  . (i dont know what his excitement is ?? )

                                                                           And before closing :  In medical college some people refuse to get admitted in some beds apparently because one week ago another person has died in that bed .  We used to find it funny that irrespective of the bed in all beds of medical college some person has died sometime . Why fear death when that is the inevitable  . As some famous person told :

Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.