Today one senior member of our memoir group passed away. She was sick for last week .She was German ;May be survivor of holocaust .Couple of months ago she went second time ,and for the last time, to visit Germany.
The group praised her "'how courageous lady are you" '!She was also a strong
spiritual lady. I knew her vaguely on personal level. Only one day she asked me ,"are you Indian? I went Tibet and also I am influenced with the religion of Hindu."
I was interested to know the story: how was she influenced; who and what made her interested.; My curiosity remained unanswered. Her memoir was published just on last Thursday, a gift on her birthday by the publisher .( only four days ago).I think she fulfilled her two last wishes : visiting own birthplace after 50 years and publishing her memoir.
Most amazing thing is that we all know that we will die still we aspire to live ,a tremendous desire for clinging to life .The journey from life to death is really a profound paradox for us.
"O Death where is your sting?"
The 'sting' is inherent with life itself in the denial of death; in the fear of death and in the utopia to remain immortal through fame . When Woody Allen was asked by the journalist ," do you dream to be immortal in the silver screen ? He promptly replied," No, not at all; I want to exist in this apartment , in New York !"
In the Epic of Ramayana, It was advised that because death is inevitable but unpredictable nothing should be delayed for 'tomorrow' which is also unpredictable: 'Now or Never! '
