I await

Dont be afraid, everybody has to go through to this next stage. I hear a constant word of advise from near and dear. "He is not going to last long, I think we should prepare him for it, its already too late. People his age have already crossed the bridge" - people ponder. We will get the process rolling to inform all his known ones about the impending event and make this a grand farewell.

Its farewell to this world and he would enter an entire different world - some people have pictured the other world to be heavenly where you are not shackled by clutches, where you do things you were doing in your previous world, where you atlast get luxuries for the soul and the body, where you blissfully sleep. There have been stories about the other world being torturous, with oil-containers for you to drown, loud shrills that leaves your mind in tatters, your own personal space stolen, you have to carry loads and loads of burden, and painfully sleep in the night.

I know I had to come to this stage some point of time - after all it happens to every mortal in this universe. I am not ready for this though. I cannot imagine myself sleeping painfully in the new world. I am plain resistant to changes that are going to happen. When I am happy and content with my current living, why should I leave everything and move on?

It is the definition of a conundrum -- an irresistible force against an immovable object. Something has to give up, not sure which one would.

I await.