Till Death do us part !!

"When I'm gone, just carry on don’t mourn, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice. Just know that, I’m looking down on you smiling and I didn't feel a thing, so baby don’t feel the pain, just smile back”  – Eminem

In a wedding, in all the oaths, chants & the vows you hear, I mostly just remember the last line

"Till death do us part"

Sharing lives together, being partners in happiness, sadness, sickness & health till death does them apart.

What exactly happens when eventually death plays its part ??

Does anyone know that ? We all have our theories & beliefs, nothing else.

Some days back, a friend told me how one of our mutual friends drowned in Rishikesh. He wasn’t a close friend but certainly was a friend.

From that moment on, I can't stop thinking about him. I keep recalling the memories, the time I spent with him, even if it was just the brief 10 day trekking trip we took together.

Its not just him, but all the obituaries I've come across over the years, mostly on Facebook where one of the friends dedicates an fb page to pay tribute to their memories.

I can't but remember by ex-GF's best friend who left us a few years back. The last time she had called me, was to try patch things up between me & my ex but I was in such a foul mood, I ignored her call. At that point in time, talking to her didn't really seem important.

But right now, I wish I had taken that call.

Even if you think that it wouldn’t have made a difference or I wouldn’t have made any difference, I believe picking up the phone receiver could have caused a butterfly to flutter its wings differently and maybe she would've been still here with us. I didn't even know her that well but I wish she was here, with her friends, her younger brother & her mom.

One of my juniors at school, an adorable little kid, who resembled my brother, a boy of 15 years of age, who used to play for the school U-16 cricket team, passed away in the arms of his friend, while on tour to another school, coz of an asthma attack.

An uncle, who slipped in the middle of the night and never woke up, a physics teacher who died of throat cancer or a peon who fell under the school bus while boarding it.

I can't imagine the agony, shock and the sadness in the witnesses' eyes when I can't even bear the news which reached me a month after the demise.

You don't suddenly start seeing the Thestrals from the magical universe when you witness a death nor do you hear a canon shot fire when someone's heart stops beating in the hunger games arena but whatever the feeling is, it surely is unbearable.

It leaves a void, an emptiness which can be never be whole again but will only have to go numb with time. We can still see & talk to that person in our dreams but is that in our control ??

Even in that unreal dreamland, we just wish it to be like an inception, where death only results in waking you up from a deep slumber.

“You used to captivate me by your resonating light, now I'm bound by the life you left behind. Your face it haunts, my once pleasant dreams, your voice it chased away all the sanity in me” – Evanescence

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