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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)


By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle.
We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating.
I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too.
Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I am doing something in my own way. Twice a week I go to a home for the mentally challenged . This has enriched my life.
There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

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