The boundary line of life and death

That I am born is a matter of an accident. I am the resultant outcome of creative pleasure of my parents. I might not see the light of the earth. But I am really fortunate to have a living identity because of the courtesy of parents. I might have been short-lived. That does not happen. It is really mysterious how I am survived so long encountering so many ups and downs, trials and tribulations of life. It appears; to remain alive of my own was perhaps mandatory on reasons, still not very much transparent to me. Avoiding the beckon of death I am still alive as a witness of so many solicited or unsolicited events of life from different angles. These have definitely enriched the philosophy of life. By the grace of some good spirits I am not lost in the whirlpool of life. That I am alive like me; it is really strange and thrilling to me.

Terminal point of my life is very close. The lamp of my life may extinguish at any moment. Truly speaking, I am now tired and exhausted too because of long chained struggle with no discontinuation at all. Question of respite is a remote chance in my life. Family has hardly spared me, society has never spared me and above all my conscience has always pricked me to accept struggle as the only oxygen of my life. I am an untiring soldier in the battle of life. I did never want and still not wants to be a defeated soldier in the war of life. So, I have put up a strong fight for every inch of my achievements. In case of partial defeat I was not unnerved in any sense. I have initiated again a new battle of life in full spirit. Techniques or strategies of battle may have been changed, but spirit of battle is still unaltered. Yet sometimes I feel that I am very close to the boundary line of life and death. Soon I have to quit boundary line of the living world.

Who are waiting for me in the dead world; I don’t know. How do they accept a stranger, it is still in confusion? That is why I am little bit perplexed. I don’t want to lead a desolate life in the world of eternal peace. I need obviously a company. Road to dead world is a one way traffic. None knows the characteristics of that world. As I am getting the call to quit the living world I must have to leave the living world as a straight forward option. But this journey is a long journey through a dark tunnel with not even a faint beam of light. That is why I am in perplexity.

I need at least one to give me the company during this untravelled path. In the living world I have enjoyed the pleasure of association. It is really aching for me to leave the elements of attachment of this living world. I am gradually terminating the attractions of attachments. Nature is helping me a lot. I am strangely plunging in to the world of hallucination. Known world is slowly missing from me. Known happiness, known sadness, known faces, known environments, known associates will be no more at my disposal. I am trying to look back, but undone. My vision is now almost blocked. A heavy black curtain is coming down on my eyes. I am going to die.

Suddenly I feel a soft hand on my forehead. I am trying to identify him. He is none but my soul. He is telling me that he can’t allow me to go alone. I was so long your shadow companion. I will remain with you even after your expiry. I am now assured that I will not be lost in the midway of the journey. Thank you my soul or subconscious mind. Now I am not afraid at all. I will not be misguided having faith on you.