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My Personal Life Experience
In Tumkur, when I was doing my engineering, my flat was adjacent o a graveyard. It was the cheapest flat for rent as no one would rent it.
My room, out of all rooms was graveyard-facing. In fact, there was hardly a 10 meter distance to it. To add to it, the wall on that side was lower, giving me the perfect view of the whole graveyard.
Every day, at different times, I would see mourning people coming there, performing rituals of burying. Then hugging each other, some sitting there for some time, and then everyone leaving, leaving behind the person at rest, peacefully beneath the ground.
At night, when I would open the window, the cold wind of Tumkur coming from the open graveyard side would create shivering. I would sit beside the window and look at the peace that place had to offer.
The Teaching
Those days taught me a lot about life. That death is inevitable and that it is peaceful after that. That life goes on post-death.
Perhaps we take our lives too seriously. Because the destination is always the same. Neither the people at rest nor those who put them at rest there could think of each other after the peace.
It taught me that it is not worth pursuing things that you can’t take with you, rather focus on things you want to leave behind.
Just celebrate life.
