Final slumber

A decision by my management team had served as a platform helping some of my deep-dwelling thoughts surface…

Sounds weird? Our team had recently moved to our office in Cathedral Road. Right next to the building was a Cathedral. I’d become addicted to visiting the Cathedral and the attached cemetery almost everyday, where I looked at the variously sized coffins… The people who lie motionless in their little havens there would have all once been nurturing dreams, hopes, and aspirations… They would have had challenges to surmount, goals to live for… Would they have ever wondered how they would have to face their final moments? This made me recall these words that I’d read sometime back:


“Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he’s slow or spry,
It isn’t the fact that you’re dead that counts,
But only, how did you die?”

What a profound thought put so beautifully…

Have we made anybody happier because we passed this way? Have we made anyone realize our presence at all? Does someone, anyone, remember that we spoke to him/her? Have we touched anyone’s life in a way that we can hope to expect a kindly word in return? Can we say with heads held high that we made a constructive contribution to anyone’s living? Did we do enough to make a single soul pray for us, a single heart weep for us? Would anyone actually miss our absence? Would anyone’s mind hit upon joyful reminiscence of the days we were alive? Would we find a place in anyone’s memory, if not that person’s memoirs? At the end of the day, when we consider life’s work done, when we think we’ve toiled enough, when all we can sense is a faint longing for being freed from all shackles, when all we want is to dissolve into a good slumber, would we have the conviction that we didn’t let our lives rot? Would we be able to murmur to ourselves that ours were lives well spent? When we look back, would we be able to trace a trail of kindness that we left behind or would we only spot sores of malice? Would we be able to say that we deserved all the favorable things that happened to us?

Aren’t we all giving undue importance to death? Wouldn’t it be better to accept the fact that we might all die someday, and start striving to treat our lives in such a way that we are able to confront death with ease and elegance? Let’s think about it.

Here’s to a better living!!!



  1. Profound post here. While reading every sentence (question) – The answer was no, no, no and each no kept adding to make me feel how un-useful I have been …Very noble thoughts there!

    1. Thank you, glad you liked them… The intention of such an introspection is not to feel low and dejected but to perk up and make the remaining days of our lives useful 🙂

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