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Wednesday 24 August 2016

People Hate Death and Love Life


They do so out of ignorance as they think life begins with birth and ends with death.

When I looked myself in the mirror , I did not have the body I was born with but inside I knew it was me. When I look at myself in the mirror today , I am no more the same young body I was few years back , the mirror shows me actually a stranger everyday , but still inside I know its me .

I do not know how I was before I came into this world , I have already forgotten about how I looked then and how was my body ... but then surely I must have been there , for loss of memory doesnt mean loss of self or absence of life . I have forgotten many people I met in this world and yet I know that they must be still there somewhere .I am rational enough to understand the fact that lossing them from my memory doesnt cease their existence.its only that today they do not exist in my memory . Like wise if I dont know what happens to me after I lose my body doesnt really mean I will cease to exist . Life has shown me in last 48 years that my body doesnt remain the same . It is as if I changed many bodies from a child to a boy , from a boy to a young man , from a young man to this middle aged body and yet miraculously I remained unchanged throughout this transitions .I didnt cease to exist for me. Then why should this change after death ?

Don't you Agree ?
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