Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Who's life is it anyway?

Someday somewhere someone commits suicide. And one life ends. And leaves a lot of people whose life comes to a standstill. Living but not living anymore.

I have always wondered what it takes to end one's own life? What is it that sends the person to that brink of life, the point of no-return.One of my cousins had committed suicide a few years back and i had met her only a few days before. She was so cheerful, so happy and someone who loved life and wanted to live it to the hilt. To this day whenever i remember her it seems so unreal that she would kill herself. 

What is it that sends people to that insanity ? What happens in that moment that you forget all ties, all love, all hope? What happens that makes one take the most precious gift of life. What do they avenge and whom? Who gives them the right to banish their families into a life of regret, guilt, pain, hopelessness and unending pain?

I feel so sad, so deeply hurt.And then i imagine what the people who're near to them would be going through.  One of my friends lost his sibling the same way. His sibling is gone and for us, so is he. We can't find the cheerful smiling guy we knew anymore. And i doubt, if we ever totally will. The pain, the remorse, the hurt, the finality of death is etched on his face.

You want to lend your shoulder to cry on, to say a few words to sooth , wipe away the hurt and pain from those eyes..but the shoulders are hunched and the words don't come and you can't reach out to your friend . The family is hurt, angry, in pain, still not in mourning.  A part has been forcefully wrenched away and the gash is too deep and too fresh that no words, no touch, no one can soothe.

Everyone i know..Please do not ever think about ending your life. It's too precious. And there's nothing in the world that can't be solved. And remember, you life is just not yours. There are other people who love you more than you love yourself.