The Life After Life

Have you ever thought of life after death? I mean what happens after one dies, after one stops breathing, after the body lies still and the heart stops beating?

What after that?

It is either the end or the beginning. The ending of something that never existed and beginning of something real.

Okay let’s look at it this way, what if all of this is just a illusion or what if we are all just asleep and all of this, all of this growing up, getting a job, travelling, falling in love, all these lights and darkness, the ups and downs, the sorrow and the happiness, the love and the hate, in fact you reading this particular article of mine, all of this is just…. A DREAM?

A beautiful long dream and as you die here you don’t actually die, you just wake up in your real world and you realize you actually live a life which is completely different from the one you dreamt of? All the time here that looked like long 60 years here were just a matter of fact of few hours in the real real world. All of it, so fake yet each part of it so real!

But then since all of us are part of a world where being practical is the new black, do you not think that if at all, the real and dream life concept actually existed, it would actually upraise the level of appreciation that people have for their lives?

For instance, you are a beggar here, hardly able to manage one square meal, going through all the hardships that one possibly can. And then one day you just die, out of starvation. A death far more horrible than the natural one.

And then you get your birth here, a rich lad with all the perks of life.

Would you not appreciate and value it enough? Your past hardships will make sure you do...
People say death is beautiful, it surely must be. It must be as deep as the sea, as beautiful as the sky, as flawless as the moon, as calm as the winds and as immortal as the sun...

With each day passing by we are all stepping closer to it, closer to that one beautiful end, waiting to wake up where we sleep today...

All of this might not be real,
But stop, sit and think,
What if your death is actually your “real” birth?

- Nivedita Singh