The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.I have seen people dying leaving the other's behind crying for them.Today my youngest mamaji passed away .
He was just 35 and had two small kids. Though Am not closer to any my relative because my own belief but still I felt so scared and sad the moment I heard about it. It's sad to know that someone so well and healthy is no more now.I really don't know that why am so scared and feeling bad. Is it because of fear of dying one day or losing people because of this reality of life.I couldn't go and meet my relatives at my hometown because of my own health reasons. But I can imagine the people around crying for him. My mom must have spend millions of happiest moments with him. I can only imagine but can't feel the way she must be feeling. Your own brother with whom you are brought up . It's such a scary feeling which you get when you imagine your life without your close ones.Death leaves a heartache which no one can heal.
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