Taming The Terminator
There is an old Malayalam film song which goes
something like this,
കരഞ്ഞാലും മരിക്കും
ചിരിച്ചാലും മരിക്കും
എന്നാൽപ്പിന്നെ ചിരിച്ചൂടെ ....
If you live life crying,
death is to befall
If you live life laughing,
again, death is to befall
Why don't you keep on
laughing, then?
Osho puts forward a similar argument.
Death is certain. One hundred percent. Can't say
that only 99.99 % people die. The advancement of Health Science and Medicine
cannot do a fig to Death. Whoever takes birth is bound to die. No exceptions.
The way in which you meet the end is immaterial. Its not a matter of concern
even!Perhaps you die in a road accident or in a hospital or while taking a
shower. The mode does not count. Once you are convinced of the certainty of
Death, there is no way you can develop a cold feet. The certainty part gives
you enough courage to face Death.
t.k. padmini - oil on paper |
You settle down relaxed.In fact meeting a grotesque end is beautiful! There
is certain amount of unpredictness involved. You're not dying upto expectations,
anyway! That is, dying peacefully in sleep or with your wife and children
around, sipping water given by your eldest son etc.
You are the person who enjoys both Life as well
as Death. In full.
See, Osho is an incorrigible romantic. People are
scared of Death not because they are oblivious of the certainty of Death. There
is this millennium old picture of Lord Yama riding on a buffalo , rope in hand to
snatch you from your kith and kins and objects dear. Who will take care of them
after you're gone? What'll happen to your micro-planning to avoid hard times?
Who'll monitor the plan parameters ?
t.k. padmini - oil on paper |
You've spent an almost entire life-time
making a terra firma for your loved ones. Now, quite abruptly, you're being
snatched away.
You were becoming jittery because of attachment.
You were the Hitler of your life. You wanted everyone to play your tunes and
nobody was given freedom to innovate. Your selfishness only mattered. On the
flimsy reason that you were amassing money and power with them in mind, you
expected everyone to be grateful and loyal. Alas, truth hit you like a sledge-hammer that they never
loved you. They were pretending. In fact your wife cared much for the driver as
he showed more concern towards her.
t.k. padmini - oil on paper |
Now, micro-seconds before your death you're
(forcibly) taking a primer. Love is not attachment. In love, one keeps on
giving. One is not expecting anything. Everyone is at par. In nano-seconds,
you're stricken with remorse! Whether you die in sleep or with everyone around,
the sequence still remains the same!
In short, your truthfulness and transparency
become vital during winding up - at the moment of Death.
You prefer to be left alone. There is a gentle
knock at the door. Without waiting for an answer, it opens slowly. The long-lost friend walks in.
You feel like getting up to greet him. You can't.
Come, sit near me.
His hands are still warm.
You look out through the window.
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