Of Birth, Life and Death
My mind is unsettled, you know why? I can't stop thinking about the three inevitables of our existence - Birth, Life and Death. Sometimes, I wonder what these are all about. Life is not fair all the time, you see someone this minute and the next minute, you get...
Of Birth, Life and Death
My mind is unsettled, you know why? I can't stop thinking about the three inevitables of our existence - Birth, Life and Death. Sometimes, I wonder what these are all about. Life is not fair all the time, you see someone this minute and the next minute, you get informed that the person is gone. Gone to where exactly? I mean, what could have happened?
When a child is born, everyone jubilates, it is always food and dance galore. The merriment never ends, really? But after that day, reality sets in, the struggles begin or continue. Parents work twice as hard trying to provide everything the child needs to live a good life. The child struggles too through School, peer groups and the pressure that comes with each age, overcomes major obstacles, learns new things and develop inate skills, dream big dreams and look forward to realising them. In fact, the child lives well, does well in school and graduates with flying colours while waiting for the next stage of life and without a forewarning, Death snatches the child.
The mother is left devastated, she blames herself so much because she could not do anything to stop the passing on of her beloved child. Now tell me, is Life fair at all.
This life is short, oh yea! Each passing day draws us nearer to our graves, reality! When I was much younger, I had no worries. I didn't understand things and somehow, I miss those times. Now, I can't escape the pain, hurt and shock I feel anytime I hear of the passing on of people, especially those I knew personally. The cold shivers that run through my spine, the heart stopping pain I feel in my chest and abdomen for few seconds, the denials and all. It is truly sad. Why must we die? Even if we must, everyone should live till very old age, that way, life would be fair to every soul.
In this same short life, some people are serving jail terms of life imprisonment and I begin to wonder why? I have so many why's to ask but don't even know how to start asking the questions. What is the place of fate and destiny in our lives? All those caught up in war torn zones, did they ask for that? All those who can barely afford a meal per day, did they ask for it?
After all the struggles and hustles of the world, everyone will still bow to death, which leaves me to wonder why?
Why? why? So many why's, I don't know where to start from.