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‘The great unknown will not disappoint’ | India News


Priya Atmavar,
The art of dying must be an extension of the art of living. I have been privileged to have lived a life of comfort, but it is the joys without walls that have been the most rewarding. Every facet of my life has shone with joy and, indeed, with a calm brought about by a sense of accomplishment. I’ve never had to long for anything. The only fault has been that of unhappiness. If that lack, or luck, or something deeper? No matter.

Of course, like all mortal beings, there have been various occasions and reasons for dissatisfaction. But, on each of those occasions, I asked myself, “Is there any need to punish yourself with unhappiness?” The answer has always quickly banished those negative thoughts. That is why I am sure that, as with the stay, the exit from life will also occur in the midst of the surround sound of pleasure and, even more, of excitement.
All these years, I have always been restless for new experiences. Now to tell you the truth, this life has gotten boring. One has had the privilege of having been there, done that, bought the shirt. Now, as for an adventurous traveler, the last frontier draws him in, demanding to be experienced. Of this I am sure: fate never before, the great unknown will not disappoint. Everyone has talked about his mystery: us paar na jaane kya hoga, us paar jaroor kucch naya hoga. Can’t wait to explore it.

Having said all this, I would like to go to aram se. Tell death, very sweetly of course, to wait a bit while I adjust my pillow and snuggle into my comforter to get just the right degree of warmth. I am not concerned with fixing the affairs of this world. Material ties are already unraveling as I gravitate toward my last stop before my final destination. NO, no Banaras, this will be a peaceful ashram away from worldly worries and crying.
My friends are preparing for my departure. Those who are close to me, and really know me, do not need these comforting noises. They know that I will embrace death with the same uninhibited celebration with which I embraced life. In this conscious club are my gurus who have cared for and pampered me. Sometimes I laugh quietly when I think of those who will cry for me. Poor things. They are the ones who need a comforting pat because they don’t know how much fun I intend to have out there.
If there is one last wish, this is it. No one should be informed of my departure. No one needs to ask “where is Indu?” Because wherever there is laughter, there you will find it. The soulless shell of the body can be cremated in the way that ashramites feel best; my guru will surely fly to my side from wherever I am. Then I’ll fly, flirting with fire, earth, water, air, and space in a long-awaited match-mating milan.
Always me in you.
Indu Jain

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