Obituary

The creature died but still lives in bits and pieces. Though it craved for salvation, it will be an eternal craving only to be sought but never to be fulfilled. The creature is alive in each and everyone of us. Just the strength of life differs . The creature is the human soul, in a herd of other competitive human souls and in a world obsessed with the fear of being sidelined. Many will discount this as the ramblings of a lunatic, and laugh it off. But that would be just looking directly at the sun through the window panes of an old church. Its colourful and serene from the inside, but outside its blinding and hot.

The human soul is a beautiful artifice designed with the greatest logic and flexibility. But unfortunately, this logic outrides consideration of fellow humans and decides to chart its own path over the dead or dying. Some may justify this as a necessary evil, I differ and describe it as obsessive stupidity. But I respect the views of others and if you prefer to view the world through the windowpanes of the church then so be it. So be it.