Death : The Aftermath

Am sitting in my kitchen and blogging using my sis's com. My cousin's funeral just ended and i've been thinking about it...

Have been thinking about death (in general and my cousin's in particular) and it suddenly dawned on me how foolish i've been all this while. In fact, all this 21 years of my life.

I used to say things like how i'll eventually die alone so nothing really matters to me that much. As of now, i would like to seriously apologise to everyone in the world about saying such foolish and stupid things. I take my words back.

You'll never die alone. No one will.

When you die, you are not alone. You family, friends and relatives are all dying with you. A part of them dies when you die. A part of their heart dies with you. I know this cause i saw it yesterday at my cousin's wake. I saw things in front of me and i knew it.

Your death is, quite ironically, not your own private affair. Alot of people are involved in your death. People you knew while you were alive and even people you have never met in your life (and never will quite matter of factly) are involved. Your family, friends, monks/priests, funeral palour helpers.. All of them involved in your death while you lie sliently in your coffin, doing nothing.

Sometimes, life is just that strange.

Mental note to self: Make funeral plans before I die.

I guess i feel really sad for my cousin's death. I wished there was something more i could do for him so that he'll not have to suffer in his afterlife. I believe people who killed themselves actually suffers in hell and the only way to help them is to do more good deeds in their name.

Mental note to self again: Do good deeds in cousin's name when possible.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.