The question is ‘What happens after death‘? Do we go anywhere beyond? Do we still have some sort of physical restrictions or do we keep roaming the vastness of space unawares to the living and we ourselves unmindful of all thoughts? Do we still manage to touch and feel? One thing is for sure; our lease with the physical form that we carry will end. And with it shall end a life time of cravings and desires; burdens and borrowings; sufferings and sorrow; happiness and love??
It’s so unfair to say
Life is all just mud and clay;
For it’s in the same sticky soil
That the flower blossomed;
Your tryst with life began
All bright and gay!
You can settle down saying
The sun has set in
Or relax and enjoy
The late evening chill;
Life’s not about dealing with dawn and dusk
It’s what’s in between where you are left to fill!
A travelogue which should have been written more than a month back!
How does it feel to be in God’s own country? Hmmm, a question to ponder indeed.
Welcome to Kerala screams a sign board and a much better welcome one can’t expect.
Just a passing thought. Whenever I try to picturise a perfect dawn, these are a few things that come to my mind: