Death

by James Borg in Death, April 1, 2009

Death for some is just around the corner. Death for others is distant. Death is welcomed, feared and also celebrated.

It is said that life is beautiful and people who have been close to death can appreciate being alive more than they ever did before. It comes naturally for one to feel grateful for being given a second chance in life. Would it be a second chance to be unhappy again? A second chance to struggle all through life trying to make ends meet? Could it also be a second chance to carry on with the conquest of happiness, with the conquest of paradise? Or would it be perhaps a second chance to die again?

Why die or want to die when life is beautiful? Life can only be beautiful if one is happy. Without happiness life can never be worth living and happiness can be such an elusive emotion. However this usually is in the command of another person. You don’t control your own happiness for it is out of your reach, out of your grasp. You are only a prisoner in confinement and the keeper of your happiness, the keeper of your heart is somebody you treasure with all your might. A life without happiness is one which has no significance, no meaning. It is a waste of time and a waste of space. The feeling of being so low, feeling so down, feeling so lonely, isolated and abandoned is not the ideal way to go on living. Death would be preferred to solitary confinement. Would you want to be reborn again with the possibility of going through these negative emotions one more time? I know I wouldn’t.

Life is by far a garden of roses, however it is true that there are two sides to every coin. In an ideal world, we have to make the best of what we have, while we still can, although it’s not always easy and not always possible. For as long as the looking glass mists up, all is not lost and hope always remains in the background. Once my turn arrives for death to come knocking at my door, then that would be the final curtain, that would be the end of the road, and I will make my final journey. I will follow others who have been there before me, and others will follow me in turn themselves. My only regret is that I can’t come back to tell you all about it………….and besides, who wants to live forever?