Life
and Death
Key
words - life, death, happiness, tension, worry
Everybody come to this world with a return ticket but
only the date and time of return is not
stamped on the ticket. All persons want
to lead a happy and healthy life devoid of any
disease, worry and tension. But
that is only a wish. In the early period it is the worry of the
parents to
bring up the child, give good education and then get them married. The cycle of
life then continues in its usual stride.
But unfortunately the things are not so bright as
one thinks. At every stage of life one is
required to
undergo various trials and tribulations. In the present day world, it is seen that
many youngsters
are suffering from various diseases and in consequence they are not able
to
lead a normal life. Though lot of progress has been made in various fields,
there is no
remedy for many diseases. Nature quite often exhibits its fury in
the form of earthquake,
drought, flood, landsides, tsunami etc. Very large
number of people lose their lives, houses
and other properties are destroyed
leading to colossal financial losses.
What is that thing which disturbs everybody? That is the
greediness for money. No doubt
one requires sufficient money to lead a normal
life - food, shelter and clothing. But there is
no limit for the requirement of
money. – the more one earns , the more he wants to
accumulate. Family relations
are in a quandary now; there is no respect of parents, women
and senior
citizens.
An awareness of death enables us to live each day
-- each moment--filled with happiness
and joy. In order to enjoy true
happiness, we should live each moment in its true spirit,
forgetting the past
and without worrying about the future.
Realising the actual fact of
death enables us to bring out the
creativity, courage and joy into each minute of our lives.
“Death,”
Rainer Maria Rilke
Before us
great Death stands
Our fate held close within his quiet hands.
When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine
To drink deep of the mystic shining cup
And ecstasy through all our being leaps—
Death bows his head and weeps.
Our fate held close within his quiet hands.
When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine
To drink deep of the mystic shining cup
And ecstasy through all our being leaps—
Death bows his head and weeps.
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