Death n dying

My best friend’s aunt died of gall bladder cancer recently. She didn’t show any symptoms in the earlier stage and as a result died within one month of the diagnosis.

I consoled my friend saying that it was good for her to die so quickly without suffering much.

But how can I know what was better or worse for her. We cannot imagine ourselves dying however hard we try. After thinking for a long time trying to grasp the gravity of the death, I still couldn’t decide whether I would like the doctors, relatives to tell me frankly how much time do I have in my hand if I’m diagnosed with a fatal disease.

I know something for sure though. Being in extreme pain erases your identity. The fight with the pain consumes all the energy and it becomes hard to be yourself. The end to the pain will be more inviting then compared to all the world.

 

Growing up

When you’re a kid, life is simple. Even when you land in trouble, there’s always someone to rescue you; your parents! Sure enough, Mom and Dad can solve all the problems in the world; at least as far as your world is concerned.

The world’s horizons expand with growing up. The world from which your parents protected you opens up. Insecurity, responsibilities creep into your lives along with the freedom. Everyone learns to survive and fight back, so do you. Your parents are still around to help wherever they can; financially, physically or mentally whenever you approach them.

You start a family of your own, have kids, build a life. And one day suddenly you realize that the tables have turned. Your support pillars are now looking at you for the support. You no longer burden them with your problems. You know that they cannot solve it and you want to protect them by keeping them in the dark.

At this point you understand that now onwards you’re on your own. Believe me, it’s scarier than most scary stories.