They all say they are scared of death. Many are.. even I am . For death has snatched many loved ones from me. Voids haunt me. Every time theor memory crosses my mind, I feel the anger in next moment it turns in to a humbe plead to death to spare the ones I love. I am scared. Very much scared of death. But do I fear dying? I feel I I am ready. I have lived life the way I want, yeah there are regrets but come on who won’t have it? I have corrected them as well. Talk of death forecast popped up on lunch table today. Everyone had a unanimous take on this.. “I would go crazy” said one while other said ‘sakhath tension agbidutte”. I must admit I was shocked. For if u don’t accept death the ultimate truth how r u going to live? By putting off the idea of leaving it all one day? Does that change the already written truth? I am sorry I cant live like that. And whenever I said this,I was told that I am just pretending to be brave.But friends don’t give the name of bravery to this. I thought everyone lives by that thought. Everyone lives thinking that this can be his last day too. I don’t say stop planning, stop loving stop making frnds because one day you will die, all I say is love more, plan better, have many friends .. one dy you are gonna die.
Is this bravery? If so I am so proud!!!
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