In A Flash

Routine is what we are all used to and we continue the way we must.  Children being looked after and sent to school, household chores done, rushing around to work in whatever position held.  Life also takes us on our journey of facing problems, issues, disputes and joyous occasions.  Famous people making the news with all sorts of glitzy happenings here, there and everywhere, including travels and holidays. 

Basically, accepting life as is and getting through that daily plan whichever way we have intended.  All of this till that moment and in a flash one drops dead. Death is something which is rarely or never discussed as many people think it only happens to others and not to them and is very obvious when one goes to pay their respects to the dead person.

Last week I was in for a huge blow when Mangala, my aide at home who had been with us for fifteen plus years passed away. We had our fair share of dramas with her but deep down she was a wonderful woman who looked after me the best way she could, especially when I was unwell.  I was used to her buzzing around the house with all her little eccentricities and she made our home a place of joy and laughter. Was I to know that when she left my home last Saturday announcing loudly to me that she was having relatives home for lunch the next day and was in the happiest of moods, to hear five hours later that she had experienced a chest pain and in a flash of a second, stating that Jesus was summoning her, collapsed and died. This, I believe, was most fortunate and a blessing for her especially since most of us wish that our end would be similar. Getting that phone call put me completely off balance as this cheerful person who left my home was no more. All I kept thinking to myself was that she was blessed to pass away in a flash, as I hear of people lingering on with no quality of life, which could be attributed to the advancement of science and research and development of medicines keeping people alive with no quality other than suffering.

Getting that phone call put me completely off balance as this cheerful person who left my home was no more...

Death is something which all of us will face one day and all religions have interpretations about it.  The only sure thing in life is that death has no season, it happens. To think that between birth and death all of us go through, desire, greed, envy, hatred  etc., and in a second none of them mean anything anymore and all we hope for is that our souls would rest in peace. 

I will miss Mangala, a part and parcel of our family and home. 
Life will go on till we meet death.  Hopefully, in a flash.