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Does Only Death Hold The Power To Make Our Lives Worthy?
Death is a beautiful thing.
Before you worry about the state of my mind or think I am suicidal, hear me out..
No matter the kind of a person, death has the magical power to suddenly elevate anybody dead to a superhuman status. It flattens out the rough contours of one’s personality when alive, to make one an enviable human being.
Death makes us see the person in a different light. Mostly positive. Sometimes that perspective is rooted in reality, and sometimes, just a figment of one’s imagination.
No matter the reason, death regards the person dead as everyone’s best friend. A sage and an affable person who only knew how to give, who loved without condition, who always did something for friends/society. Above all, someone who made an impact and left a legacy behind.
If you need any proof of that, just read the eulogies. And, the exaggerations we sprinkle in it. The same person no one could stand suddenly turns out to be the biggest source of inspiration humankind has ever seen.
Open any newspaper after the death of a (in)famous politician. Especially whose career was riddled with, let say something unknown to politicians, umm…corruption charges. Only to find death has made them descendant of Saint…
