Five Minutes To Live! Death Waits!
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What Would You Do?
If I’m ready to die I will enjoy my last five minutes with soft music and write my last thoughts.
If I’m not, I’ll not die. . .five minutes or five years. . .I’ll make death wait, till I’m ready to die!
How? You’ll wonder. But more than wonder, you will think I’m crazy or gone mad.
How can anyone make death wait? Death waits for no one! Death respects no one! It’s the universal belief. Everyone believes it as truth.
Yet, once everyone believed Earth was flat, Sun went round the earth! So many beliefs, superstitions, myths were believed to be true, real as facts, but were neither the truth nor the facts.
I believe I can make death wait just as the Wright brothers believed they would make their machine fly! As Edison believed he will make the light bulb. Trains, cars planes, rockets, movies, television, cell phones, computers, once all such necessities of today were the “Impossibles” and no one even dreamed about them.
Can you imagine a Napoleon with a ‘net’ connection, a cell phone, an airforce, tanks, and all the modern weapons? What he would have achieved or perhaps destroyed? Time-travel even farther back to Alexander! What he would have done or undone?
The ‘impossible’ of today is the reality, or even the ‘necessity’ of tomorrow, a part of our life. The reality of our life we often ignore is that we defy death daily in our lives. We go on living and keep death off, waiting, waiting, waiting. Death waits – we live – we go on living.
Heart attack patients survive, cancer patients survive, and live. Even AIDS fails and death waits as HIV positives live.
Science and we make death wait. And science is not divine! It’s human achievement, human brilliance of mind and spirit, though not always used in positive ways and means sadly.
Death is like the darkness of the night. Man has for ages defied darkness of night with fire, with candles, torches and Edison eliminated darkness of the night with his light bulb. Now with power supply and countless ways of lighting, we have total control over darkness. Now stadiums of cricket and football are floodlit at night as spectators enjoy and the teams contest for winning.
Markets, Malls, Hotels, Homes all are brightly lit at night, as my study is at present ninety minutes from midnight and as I write this on my computer, darkness fully controlled by switches which we switch off and on at our will. We have mastered darkness, thanks to a genius like Edison and countless others like him.
I’m not Edison. I don’t want to be the Edison. I want to be myself, nothing else. I refuse to be the slave of darkness of any kind. I refuse to accept the mastery of death over me. Death to me is what darkness was to Edison. He experimented ten thousand times and did not succeed. People made fun of his failures. But his failures were not final. He defied darkness, eliminated darkness.
Death is perhaps the last darkness we face. And I’m not going to be intimidated by any darkness. I’ve lived my life defying and defeating darknesses of human hearts, human desires, human greeds, human minds; darknesses of this world, our societies. So many darknesses still around us, still plague our lives.
Some of us accept defeat and surrender themselves to these. But most of us have tough hearts and minds, determination and confidence. We defy these darknesses.
Last five minutes! O’ yes! I’ll make death wait until I’m ready to die!
When my day is done with, all I had to do has been done, the time comes when I think, I decide, all is done. Now, the bed, and the sleep! Go on! So, it’s then I leave everything, say good night. It’s my bed, and me only now!
So I finally switch off the light and welcome the dark! The darkness I had kept waiting! I’ll keep death waiting too! Until I’m ready to switch off the light!
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