The body loosens its grip on struggling organs, and what we call death is but a shedding of cells. The soul, lighter than starlight, drifts beyond the familiar orbit of grief. Planets hum in their silent revolutions, each a reminder that endings are only pauses in a greater rhythm. Saturn’s rings shimmer like gateways, Jupiter’s … Continue reading Somewhere There
I open my eyes and look at the hospital ward, but the sound that slowly seeps through me is, “Death is the greatest adventure and a free ride to be enjoyed.” “He is coming back to life’, says another sombre voice, and it transports me to another realm—but coming back—from where? I faintly recall people … Continue reading The Reality Show
Belief is a wise wager. Granted that faith cannot be proved, what harm will come to you if you gamble on its truth and it proves false? If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager, then, without hesitation, that He exists. Blaise Pascal ROLE OF BELIEF I wonder if certain … Continue reading Death
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I often talk about this subject in my financial literacy sessions. What does one need to do from a financial angle to prepare for the ultimate truth – your exit from the world? I give below a few pointers and questions. Study the succession laws in your country in detail. Write a will. It can … Continue reading Preparing for the End
She died yesterday. The priest chants mantras irrelevant to the essence of her life. She stood for freedom and path-breaking ideas. Rituals are about beating a trodden path with sticks shaped out of a murdered tree. Those who pray for the soul to rest in peace know not that she exists beyond their reach - … Continue reading She died yesterday
Wake up and move on … plan your day well …for nothing will change at the stroke of midnight The sun will rise, chirping birds declare a new day … a cluster of souls around you … will you know if they are the same ones … from heaven or hell Will that really matter, … Continue reading At the stroke of midnight
Do I want to write a bookbefore I go away?for that bookwill die inside me…but who cares reallyfor what I have to say? It’s the map ofmy brain synapsesof what was framedin those spacesbefore responseafter stimulus-somewhere in betweenincoherenceand actionto make sense of lifeit just had to be done I know nowthere’s no going backto reframe … Continue reading Die Empty
The chamber is dark, but she can sense blood trickling towards the door. Her entire life is being streamed live by some unknown source … and yes, she discovers truths she had missed, or rather chosen to deny. She wants to make accusations, seek explanations or correct certain perspectives, including her own. But the grip … Continue reading Finale
How does it feel like to see light at the end of the tunnel? It was there all along, but I was focussed on darkness in the tunnel and claustrophobia. I even forgot to explore depths of darkness and discover hidden secrets there. Limited me! absolute darknessblinded by infinity-Regain your powerSee your soul merged with … Continue reading Life after Death
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