DEATH - :-)

I am going to tell you about DEATH, To let you know how I feel about it. You may first ask, why I choose you to speak to, is not it? It is because in this busy day today life, I find nobody around me, when I feel like speaking.

so I choose you to speak to, like that of the movie "Forrest Gump".. If you have watched it, you will remember how the Hero of the movie kept on narrating his story to anyone, without asking the listener's interest.

"Dying was a part of life...." as told by Forrest Gump's mother.

You may wonder why I started talking of dying. But I was surprised, when I looked a bit deeper into the sense of the words..

Every moment dies with the arrival of the new moment. Our memories dies out with the passing time, my friend, who once upon a time, was dead against of my turning towards any other friend in the group, when we talked together, today replies over phone, "Hey I am busy, may I call you up later".... are not those emotions dead now, that once was full of life at a phase of my life?

The dreams we once had for our future are dead now. We have accepted the life as it has came to us. We live in the world of continuous death and but we are still afraid of such a death to witness, which we will never be able to talk about later on.

It's others to feel that death, so why do we worry about it. Better we keep enjoying the life we have, up to its fullest, live it the way we want it. What is the point of dying everyday, with the thought of that forth coming death. We can not deny that, but at least we can face that with a heart which has fulfilled all his desires and now contended to accept the death of the body. Is not it?

My Step Mother.

We have heard of this relationship, "stepmother" from many stories, have seen plays and movies in which they are a character and have a bad impression in general about this relation. "Mother" the most lovable person on earth and the sweetest term to be addressed with. But why "stepmother" is a bitterly remembered word, just a word "step" prefixed and the sweetness of the relationship is gone forever in our thoughts. If I am a divorced or widowed and is thinking of remarriage, I do not want to marry a man who is already having kids, because, I do not want to be a stepmother to the kids ... I am good, I would not behave the kid different but the kid may treat me bad, may not regard me as a mother, so why get into complicities. Well, it is about a few days back when I came across this old lady, a motherly, caring soul with full of experience of life. We talked a lot (she talked actually, I listened with nods in between). While talking about her childhood, she started talked of her mother (stepmother, actually), without whom, she would not have achieved all that she achieved in her life. She had lost her mother at a very young age. Being the oldest of all the siblings, she had to take care of the home and the kids and had stopped going to school. Then came her new mother, the angel as she described her, who made the life so easy, took care of all the kids along with her own kids. Her new mother insisted her to resume her studies. She studied, excelled and grew up to be a self-sufficient woman. She worked as a headmistress in her professional life and today at her late eighties, she gives her stepmother, all the credits of what she is today. Is not it too much a lovely story to understand, that a name-of-a-relationship does not define the relation, rather we ourselves give a definition to the relationship that we live up.