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A man is more concerned with his death than life.
He spends years preparing for the gathering at his funeral.
But an ironic twist catapults his plans. It’s a funeral he never could have expected.
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Rasiya was a short man with tall ambitions. Many would suppose that his life plans were his first and foremost concern. But that wasn’t the case. He was most concerned for the after. The after? Now what could that be? It was his death and the subsequent funeral. The man was obsessed with how many […]
This is interesting read on the topic of death 🙂
I think some can’t live in the moment. I guess death shouldn’t consume one’s life before necessary. Thank you so much! 🙂
I agree with you 🙂 I think Death needs a healthy regard for being a reality and then like you say – live in the moment. You are very welcome 💛
Oh he found joy, I guess in the end that’s what matters. A nice one!
Thanks Cassa! I agree. Joy is more a state of mind than an achievement or desire. 🙂
Very much so.
That’s an intriguing little tale.👍👏👏
Thank you so much, Aaysid! I appreciate it. 🙂
Reading about death couldn’t have been so funny and entertaining, feel for him though, his spirit must have been lingering there for sure!!!
Haha! Thanks so much, Deepak. I don’t think he could ever imagine that his end would come with a donkey. He must be hovering or lingering for sure. 🙂
May be happily hovering, after seeing such a large crowd!
Great story, Terveen. Enjoyed it much. ☺️
Thank you so much, Jeff! 🙂
You’re most welcome, Terveen. Always! ☺️
You even made the death so funny in the beginning before it came crashing down as a tragedy in the end. Awesome writing !!
Thank you so much, Deepak. I’ve yet to meet someone marketing their own death. But then stories are made of more outrageous ideas and theories. I appreciate your thoughtful comments. 🙂
Thats true, most of us are scared to even think about it. The stories though face no such barriers allowing writers (like you) to go beyond and use their imagination to concoct such interesting tales!!
Yes, the body cannot be recovered. Poor dear. That is heartbreaking. Our mind can be fixated in such a goal of futility. It is so true and so disturbing. Sometimes it reminds me of immigrants who keep their old world views no matter how much they contradict with the new world life they are living in right now. No change. We stick with the plan we formed when we grew up. End of discussion.
That’s the truth, Haoyan. So many are busy satisfying and achieving redundant and futile goals. But then, the heart often doesn’t understand logic or necessity. I believe thinking can be changed but only if we really desire it. And societal restrictions and complacencies rule the norms for many. Thank you always for your lovely and thoughtful comments. 🙂
I completely understand the out-of-touch, traveling portion! Be well 😊
Thank you so much, Matt. I appreciate it. 🙂
Back in 2016(when I was 16), one of my coaching friend asked the other, “what do you wanna do before you die”
He replied: “I wanna die before I die”
It was a sort of joke but made me think a lot.
I agree with you, Tanishq, it makes one think. I think many of us aren’t really living. It’s like passing time before one actually dies. Why are there so many limitations to the way life should be lived? Why not set new patterns and carve new paths? It takes a lot of courage and strength. But let’s be dead only when we die. 🙂
I knew someone who did this, not to solicit attendees for her own funeral, but as a way to supplement her actor salary.
She was a part-time professional mourner (they’re called moirologists) and she even dragged me along one time to see if it was something I’d be interested in. It wasn’t, but she put on a good show, though.
If I was thinking ahead, I would have kept in touch with her and paid her fee up front for my own funeral service.
Oh well.
First, I’m going to reprimand you for such morbid talk, Rhyan. I think you have better things to think about than your own funeral. And there are people doing bizarre and uncommon things. We can only watch, appreciate, and move on to our next gig. And that better be writing more great stories, mister. I’m watching you. 🙂
Oh, like not talking about my impending funeral is going to prevent it from happening. I should be so lucky.
You are a gifted writer. It is amazing how you developed the character in a 2 minute read.
Thank you. I appreciate it. 🙂