BUCKET FULL OF ASHES..............

In the end all that remains of our entity is mere bucket full of ashes...  yet we struggle and fight for all that is not going to give us peace when end comes knocking. The ultimate peace is derived from some home cooked food, some sleep in our own bed and presence of a few near and dear ones ...actually puts a smile on our face even when we are on the verge of losing a battle... But I always feel that God should give us a little time, just a little more, before calling the final shot so that we can thank our caregiver, express our love for the members of the family and friends and leave this world as one happy soul.

Thanking the caregiver is very important, whosoever it is, spouse, parent, chidren, maid or nurse, anyone. More so because they are the ones who have been looking after the patients daily needs and hygiene, doctor appointments, medications and diet, so in the event of death or any kind of criticality they are the ones who are questioned. They feel guilty when suddenly something untoward happens, quite unnecessarily. So, it is very important that their work and time is duly recognised and appreciated with utmost gratefulness by everyone.

Everything does not happen as per our wishes and every wish of ours can never be fulfilled yet we never stop dreaming.. and keep believing that everything happens for a reason.. thats the best way to accept and explain the loss maybe. But,the fact of the matter is, in due course of time, yes time, the most powerful yet abstract entity, we tend to forget the 'reason' part. We get caught up in the hustle and bustle and this minimises the pain.

Just wondering, do we stop dreaming after death? Is there really anything called soul? Do souls dream? Do we carry our dreams with us to our next birth? These are pretty weird questions but at some point or the other in our life we have asked these to ourselves or shared these queries with our peers...