Cross posting this entry from my blog on CrazeFM.
Today evening as I was driving to college and gazing at the sky while going through the almost empty road. The philosopher in me woke up and was becoming aware of the beautiful surroundings so full of life. What is life without death? I thought.
Yes, what is the meaning to our lives if there is no death? Many people view the death as something opposite of life…but is it not true that the life is absence of death? So death is more fundamental… Yes I know I may be wrong here…there is something we don’t quite understand about death that gives us the fear, which is born out of insecurity. We always try to control our lives, determine its course, struggle frantically at trivial things just to have a little more control over our lives.
What is death but absence of any kind of communication? It’s just that, death is a mystery because it’s an information black hole: every bit of information can go in but we will never be able to say what it is like unless we die ourselves. However once we are dead we couldn’t care less about the mortals on the other side who are afraid to cross the inevitable bridge.
If we learn to manage our fear, will we be able to conquer the death? And would a person who is not afraid of death not be afraid of anything else? I don’t think death is just about the fear there is something more to it, as Blaise Pascal once said,
“Man is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness he came from and the infinity in which he is engulfed”
Sometimes it just strikes me how true his words are…What is the solution? Or better still can there be a solution? But wait a minute… Solution is to a problem not misconceptions or ignorance for which there is no easy way out except learning to discipline mind not to be distracted by the world, which in itself is tough…then there is this difficulty of overcoming our preconceived notions, prejudices…which I can vouch for are harder to overcome than they actually sound to be.
At those horizons, knowledge meets the ignorance; unity meets diversity; and life meets death. Finally when the veil is off what do we see?
