Death

"Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying."

We know one thing for sure that everybody will die one day. Some will go early some will go late. It's like everybody is waiting for his/her death. They/We are getting ready but we don't know that. Whenever one's bell rings he/she is ready for another world. This is a hard truth of nature.

When an older person dies it touches us but we can sometimes convince ourselves. But when an young person dies its very difficult to make the dear ones calm. When a mother dies after child birth; its so difficult. The child can never understand the love of a mother. She/He will be mother/father someday but will miss her mother as well. Again, when somebody loses her/his children/child. Its again difficult. Is is said, "It's difficult for a father to carry his child's dead body."