What a mind-blowing and fearful word death is!

By Kuvan Bamarny:

Just by speaking about it, our hearts shatter and our smiles fade off our lips and our joy is cut short. It brings sorrow, dullness and depression in our lives. It drives all kinds of troubled thoughts through the mind. However, if it was not for you – ‘death’ – life would have no meaning. And if it was not for life, you – ‘death’ – would have no meaning either.

Everything, be it the largest star in the sky or the smallest particle on the earth, or stones, plant or animals, will one day die. They all come into existence and will ultimately be sent back to the world of non-existence. They will all turn into handfuls of dust and fall into oblivion. However, the earth keeps spinning recklessly in the endless sky; nature resumes its life on the remains of the dead; the sun shines; the breeze blows; flowers fill the air with their fragrance; birds sing. And all living creatures become excited. The sky smiles; the earth nourishes; and the angel of death reaps the harvest of life with her old sickle.

Death treats us all equally and determines our fates impartially. It recognizes neither the rich nor the poor; neither the lowly nor the high. It puts human beings, plants and animals next to each other in their dark graves. It is only in the graveyard where executioners and the bloodthirsty stop acting tyrannically and innocents are not tortured. In the graveyard there is neither an oppressor nor an oppressed; young and old rest peacefully. What a peaceful and pleasant sleep! One will never see the next morning and will never feel distressing agitation of mind or hear the roars of life.

Death is the best haven, a refuge from pains, sorrows, sufferings and cruelties. With death the fire of lust and emotions go out. All wars, disputes and killings among human beings end and their greed, brutality, conflicts and self-praise become quiet in the depth of cold, dark soil and the narrow pass of the grave.

Imagine how frightening and painful it would be if life were endless. Cries of despair would rise up to the sky. Everyone would curse nature and would long for it. When the hard and troublesome test of life extinguishes the deluded lights of youth, when the spring of kindness dries up, when coldness, darkness and ugliness befalls us. It is death which puts our bent stature, our wrinkled faces and our afflicted bodies in their resting places.

In fact, death lessens the sadness and sorrow of life and takes its heavy burden off our shoulders. It puts an end to the misery of wandering, ill-fated and unhappy men. It is the cure for grief and despair. It dries tearful eyes and it is just like a compassionate mother who embraces and caresses her child and puts him to sleep after a stormy day.

Unlike life, death is not bitter and fierce because it does not drag man to depravity and throw him to a horrible whirlpool bath. In fact it laughs at the meanness, disgrace, selfishness, and greed of human beings and hides their indecent acts. Nevertheless, I wonder why people have created a terrifying image of you  – ‘death’ – or take you as the angry devil and mourn loudly when you arrive.

I am not afraid of you – ‘death’ – because you are a shining light, and the promising angel of kindness. You are a cure for sad hearts. You open the door of hope to the hopeless. You entertain the weary and helpless and relieve them of the suffering of their journey. You are right and praiseworthy. You are everlasting. And you are inseparable from life. Therefore, you – ‘death’ – must exist, so that our lives have a meaning.

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