Life after death: I see my life in him and in her!

 Let’s start with my birth. When I first stepped on this earth, I did not  know any religion; neither I knew any country. I was born without any sense of religion and allegiance to any nation. I wasn’t bounded by any social dogmas. I was free. I knew only one thing that I exist. To cry when hunger arises in my stomach and learn quickly whatever my momma and daddy teaches me is what evolution instilled in me mentally.

Later, I grew up in the society which crowned me religion; nation too. Without my knowledge, I was taken away from my real existence by my school, by my parents, by the media and the society. They taught the vile notion that my religion, my people and my country are greater and nobler than any other religion or nation. Thus they instilled a malevolent spirit of "us and them" in me without my consent!

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU TEACH YOUR CHILDREN!

When my consciousness became aware of the conspiracy which was webbed onto my life, I dropped my fake identity then and there. I have a last wish to meet my real existence once again which was with me when I was born. How I found my heart's awakening to the unadulterated truths of existence, I will write about it in a later post. Nothing is permanent in this world. Having said that, I’m also one of nothing; I’ll also die one day. Death is inevitable until we find the day when we could successfully transfer our conscience into a machine like a robot.

A few of us atleast have grown comfortable with the idea that death awaits us all. But I don’t want my death be mystified into some kind of a ceremony in the name of any religion. I don’t want my dead body to be burnt; I don’t want it to be buried. I want my death to be someone’s life. I want to be alive even  after I die.

Alive? You retort, "Is life after death possible?! Are you crazy?" I say, yeah it’s possible. There are millions of people who have eyes but they can’t see the abundance and infinite beauty of this world. There are people who long to survive but their body organs don’t allow. I see my life after death in these people. I don’t want to burn my after- life in the flame of religion. I don’t want to make my life after death turned into ashes. If I donate my organs, at least people deprived of these essences can live their life they imagine.

Now, what about the body? My dead body can be source of immense knowledge to the aspiring students who want to dedicate their life to save people’s life. I’ll donate my dead body to some medical college. In this way, I think I can reconnect once again with my existence; I can live life after death; I can help this world in small way. Living life at its fullest is realizing its basic code of humanism i.e. sharing and caring. Reach out and serve people who need you, people who cannot do anything to you. Instill in yourself a desire to change the world in your own little way whichever way you can, when you fail don't worry too much try again, the success shall come one day!

I'll end this by quoting the words of a great man I happen to be friends with on fb. "Respect people who could do nothing for you in life. That what really defines you. Bring them up if you can, if not materially by your words, vision and personality. Ideally the first. I spend hours in pursuit of this, it gives me immense satisfaction, reaching out." - Iqbal Latif.

This is my first blog post here on InquisitiveApe! Hope ya liked it.

With regards,
Abhiyan Paudel
28/9/2014
Chennai.