Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Romance of Death

Death is not an option, if it were it would have been a very tough choice as it does mean the end for one but it also comes as an opportunity. I do not want this to sound overly philosophical or complicated but humans in general are emotionalized by sudden, sometimes accidental or unexpected deaths to the extent that they consciously or unconsciously allow their minds to rearrange their memories to make someone look almost heroic. We often lead ourselves to believe that there were more good things to come had death not separated us. We push ourselves to think that nothing was wrong and the deceased was perfection personified. We often overlook the fact that just because someone died it does not necessarily mean that he or she was right.

An angelic aura is created around the memories and history is re-written. We create a legacy of our choice and insist on its accuracy and relevance. We ensure the reality we believe in has no mentions of words like corruption, conspiracies, sufferings inflicted, damages caused, crimes, selfishness, and betrayals. We want our heroes to be fast tracked to sainthood, we would neglect truth and assume there were no skeletons in their closets, we would remove all flaws and assign miracles. We develop strong convictions and leave no room whatsoever for disagreement.

It becomes an even bigger opportunity for the survivors or whoever can maneuver to take ownership of the brand name because we know for years to come the memorabilia would be sought after. It is entirely up to their marketing skills as to how far they can take it. Sometimes it is sold in small underdeveloped towns and sometimes in the power capitals of the world. The sale proceeds are available in variety of forms there can be money, power or prestige it is to be decided by them.

This is the kind of death an egoistic person would dream of, it brings glory to those who never deserved to be remembered for anything good. Brings them the limelight they wanted so badly, an impact they could never create fairly, the false sense of importance they were born with.

I wish we were able to think logically and I wish we could keep them alive till they were conclusively identified for who they were and then let them disappear into oblivion without allowing them the luxury of a famous death…..

We must not forget that it is not important how we die but how we lived, because on a large enough time scale survival rate of all humans is zero !!