• Published : 16 Nov, 2015
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He saw everyone mourning for him. Looking sad. But why was he feeling the opposite? Why could he not relate to his “dear ones” who sat there crying next to his lifeless body; he had heard, read about this many times, soul floating above the body and witnessing, but he had never heard of joy! He smiled, giggled as he looked at the wailing people; had he been alive, it would have been so different; his heart would have winced in pain if his people shed tears.  But now he just witnessed, something was different! A lightness. He remembered how he had pestered his old grandma to come in his dreams after her death and tell him what it is to be dead; his favourite research topic: death! He had painted this thought with lot of gloom and dark things, throughout his life, only to find the contrast now.

It is in death he understood what it is to be fully alive beyond one’s own mind, to actually see without the physical eye! To not to be bound by breathe and most importantly the mundane. He spread himself throughout the hospital room, raced and pranced across naughtily, his trait when he was alive and now in death too. And suddenly he caught the eye of his lover, and for the first time he wept.

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