The final call...

The final call...


They asked me, “Are you afraid of death?”; I humbly replied, ”Well, who isn’t?”.

Funny as it sounds; death; is inevitable. There is no way avoiding it. Then, why to be afraid of it?
What’s funny is, I am not afraid of death. I’m afraid that, I may not have lived my life fully. There are so many things to do on this tiny little blue dot of the Solar System. So many promises to keep, so many dreams to see, so many ambitions to fulfil, so many people to meet; the list is endless.

When I started thinking, what will I do if I had just 2 days to live, and I started making the list; the list was endless. I had so much to do! I was afraid I may not be able to do all that before the inevitable occurs. But, it was in my hands; I had to do all this. So, I wasn’t actually afraid of death, I was afraid of myself. I was afraid that I may not be able to do everything before I die?

I then thought about all the people I will miss, and... Who will miss me... Funny you never live to know that huh! So many people I have to meet, so many to love, so many to miss.


Death doesn’t only rid the human soul of its mortal human form, but they bonds that soul has made in his life: the people he loves, cares about, who love and care for him; it all ends. I’m not afraid of the pain I’ll have to suffer while dying, its the pain that will be caused to my loved ones.

My life wasn’t just mine; it was influenced by thousands of others, and my life influenced thousand others as well.