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Celebrating Birth; Hesitating Death

Congrats the couple, bless the child, distribute sweets, and sing heartily- all these are normal reactions on the birth of a baby. We celebrate the arrival of a new being on earth. And when a body dies, we mourn, we cry, we weep and get depressed. This too, is a genuine reaction for all. If these occurrences happen in our family circle, we are more emotional and intensified. And if it happens with friends and knowns, we express our happiness or grief, (whatever the occasion) and get back to our normal routine. But the point is, why do we always celebrate life, but are hesitant to talk of death? Aren’t both the natural phenomenon?

In a neighborhood, if a birth takes place on a lovely morning, we are happy, and heartily talk about the blessed family. But if a death occurs instead, we tend not to talk about it. Reason? It’s morning time- don’t talk much about dead things at the day’s beginning. Similarly, we may walk straight into the house to meet the new child. But when it comes to death, we don’t talk and enter our house's main premises untill we take a bath. Is Death so ominous and ill omen? Wasn’t it destined to happen? It’s natural to experience happiness and sadness at births and deaths respectively. But why do we ignore death- the more natural occurrence? Birth of a human being can still be controlled, to some degrees if not entirely. Contraceptive pills and the like are designed to pause the start of a fetus in a womb. We can postpone the birth by these pills and other means, for as long as we can- but we cannot hold the breath of a dying person for long. Birth is semi-natural. Death is fully natural. As natural as trees, mountains, and valleys. Considering death an ominous happening may be ominous in itself. We all would feel sad about a beloved soul passing away. But, respect the death and talk freely about it- anytime, anyday! It's auspicious.

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  1. Well written dear!!I like your style of expressing things in a neat and clean manner...Keep on writing~~~~~~ Adi ki Suhani..

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