DEATH

I have always wondered what death is..? is it the shackles of a mysterious path... elongated with misery and despair...or is it the enlightenment of the soul....the unison of the mind, body and the spirit....

The vagueness and discomfort of the thought of ones own death makes it all the more intriguing.... There is an air of awkward numbness when you picture your own death..... No matter whoever it is wherever you are..... As there is a profound saying “Everything comes back to you... but can death ever come back to you.. ?

- written by Smriti Abbi