The hour of departure is going to arrive.
As soon as we are born, we begin to die.
To fear death, is only to think ourselves wise, without being so.
Apocalypse is a difficult situation only for the cowards and the unwise.
Nothing is as certain as death and when we know that we are going to die, we can spend our remaining time in the most fruitful way.
When we are born, we cried while the world rejoiced. We should live our lives in such a way that when we die, the world cries while we rejoice.
When we are aware of an apocalypse, we should surrender to life with much more joy.
I would like to do something I haven’t done yet, like respecting the precious minutes that are passing by and that are never going to come back and discovering horizons that can be either interesting or disappointing. It is the healthiest attitude that we can adopt.
On the eve of apocalypse, I will raise my activity level, create a serene environment, take a silent walk outside, rid myself of a nagging task, meet my kith and kin, rejoice over old joys and glories, celebrate and feast, and as far as showing happiness is concerned, I will fake it till I feel it.
The featured picture is a graphic representation of a section of the story, ‘The Tales of The Three Brothers’ from the collection ‘The Tales of Beedle the Bard’. In this story, the third brother is said to have greeted Death as an old friend and gladly departed this life.
Written by Tarang Bansal
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