Our life when seen from an outsider’s point of view, is a joint collection of beautiful spiraling moments like that of a photograph album, each depicting different yet intriguing experiences and emotions. But why is it then that we tend to look at it as nothing but a black and white movie that is being replayed every day till the last day of our lives in a monotonous motion.


A few days ago I was reading a book ‘The subtle art of not giving a f*ck (my personal favorite at the moment) and I came across a very thought provoking line that went something like this, “In a bizarre, backwards way, death is the light by which the shadow of all of life’s meaning is measured. Without death, everything would feel inconsequential, all experiences arbitrary, all metrics and values suddenly zero.” I think that after banging my head on a car window at the age of ten, this is the only other thing that had hit me so hard in my life (pun intended). It actually made me realize that without death, we would of course be physically immortal but mentally and spiritually mortal; no matter how hard you try there are only these many experiences that will intrigue you or only a handful of people that you would find intellectually arousing and genuinely want to stick with. Imagine being a 350 year old human living the same repetitive life of breathing, eating, disposing and sleeping. No matter how much you travel or how much you earn or how many new experiences you grasp on the way, at the end of the day you will eventually want to stop and just relax. That day could be tomorrow or sixty years away from now, no one knows, but that mystery in itself should be enough motivation for you to cultivate your life differently from each day. Death is a very practical concept, it needs to occur in order to complete the life cycle of an individual and start a new one. Think of life as a sewing machine, you start by stitching the first thread and slowly but carefully as time passes by, the cloth starts to get bigger and bigger and starts shaping up in a symmetrical form till the last thread is sewn and you finally need to stop the machine. Our minds are like the cloth that is being sewn, as the years pass by we grasp immense knowledge about various things and new experiences that help fill our souls with unfathomable memories and our minds with interesting episodes but after a certain point there are only these many things that you can experience in one lifetime and that is the moment when the universe decides to switch off your sewing machine.


So instead of looking at death as a negative concept, maybe we should start looking at life as a positive one and ensure that the former doesn’t depress but instead inspire us to live each day to the fullest and make our life the best photograph album the world has ever seen!

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  1. Dhithi…A dainty teenager writing on
    hardcore subject like death and life amazes me. My thoughts on this article..agree on celebrating life..but death is romantized here .. again youth romantisises everything . What I have seen in my experience is most people perceive death as an inevitable and rather accetable choice when it’s not close to them. When death stands at the door front and knocks .. somehow it becomes a dark monster to be pushed away. All the knowledge and wisdom disappears in most people bar a few awakened souls. I have always wondered why are we not prepared for this known endpoint of life. Somewhere I realised the reason for unpreparedness of ones sown death or death of a loved one. I know how to breath and live here and I know not of the world out there when I stop my breath so I try to ignore death . I don’t want to be in a strange land with strangers around me ….call it an escapist trait of a realist !!!! I vote for happy living dhithi…but death .. each to their own…..”shylasree”

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    1. Thank you so much for expressing your views on this topic, I really appreciate it. Yes its true death is romanticized here but in the way I see it, we all have in some way or the other adapted ourselves to this frightful yet inevitable concept. I agree with your point when you say no one is prepared to face death when your time finally comes, but its probably because even though we sometimes criticize it, life has given us so much to hold on to that we just don’t want to leave it yet or maybe it is simply the fear of ending up in an unknown land with strangers. I guess that will remain a mystery to all of humankind. It is human behavior in its most deceptive form, we only realize the value of things once we lose them and maybe thats how life is as well.


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