Death comes as the End ( Slice of Life)


Agatha Christies have always been my favourite. Recent events, here and abroad, kept bringing to mind the title of one of her books, ‘Death comes as the end’.
It is said about Death that it is certain but what is uncertain is the how and where of it. The other morning we read about a young man who was shot to death by a Navy veteran in the US. It is a sad state of affairs when there is so much hatred in life. Then we read about two small children who drowned to death in a washing machine full of water. What a shock it must have been to the parents! Life will never be the same for them again. Will they face the tragedy together or will the husband keep blaming the wife? A student was stabbed to death by his classmates.Why did they do that? We will never know. I wonder if they know.

Death is so final. The young die and we believe it is long before their time. But who decides when their time is up? There are people who long for death and death does not come to them. Why does this happen? We in India believe that when the time comes for us to leave this world, we have to leave it. Nothing can stop it. In Chapter 2, shloka 27 of the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna says to Arjuna, “Whoever is born, to him or to her Death is certain; to the Dead birth also is certain; it is not, therefore, fit for you to mourn for this unavoidable fact.”

But, with the death of near and dear ones, specially untimely, sudden and unexpected death, all Philosophy flies out of the window.
Those who die are no more; but, for those who are left behind, life become so difficult. Some come to terms with their loss but others do not.

In this context, I remember the poem, Little Things. I don’t know who has written it.
“Too often we don’t realize what we have
until it is gone.
Too often we wait too late to say
“I am sorry – I was wrong.”
Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
We hold dearest to our hearts;
And we allow foolish things
to tear our lives apart.
Far too many times we let
unimportant things into our minds,
And then it is usually too late
to see what made us blind
So be sure that you let people know
how much they mean to you;
Take that time to say the words
before your time is through.
Be sure that you appreciate
everything that you have got.
And be thankful for the


Death comes as the End ( Slice of Life)



3 Replies to “Death comes as the End ( Slice of Life)”

  1. Wise words indeed. It is very difficult to realise that death is so final. I did not understand this very well when my mother passed away. It took a long time to sink in.

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