..And mind you,this isn't something i do very often. But last night,while sitting on the beanbag, coffee mug in my hand, eyes on the telly..my mind started wandering.I don't know where this came from..but I started thinking of Life..and Death.And what I was wondering about was..Why do we fear Death so much?
This thought reminded me of Calpurnia's dream and Caesars words which were meant to be an explanation.
"It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death,a necessary end,
Will come when it will come."
There is so much truth in these words. In life, we always fear the uncertain..the future..of which we know nothing. And it is justifiable..to fear the unseen.Throughout our life,we do not know what will come next.
But the only thing that we are absolutely sure about is..Death.
"The one who is born..has to die someday."
The only certain and inevitable thing in our life is its end.Then,why do we fear something that is so certain?
Something to think about..Isn't it?