Funerals and Lessons

This is the month of April perhaps a dreaded time for most college going students because it marks the end of the even semester with all important events interspersed within the month making it the the busiest time of the sem. Mini projects( as is the case from 3rd sem) still remain abstractless with submission time going to come in hardly a weeks time. I guess that would be an eye opener for the lab exams and the end sem exams as well. Inspite of all this, I found time today to serve some food for thought as this month also remindes me of a great loss last year. This was none other than my grand father. Memories of him still remain with me. Though he was a tough stone to crack yet he had a great heart. I wish I had many of his qualities. One of the greatest time keeper, I have never seen a person who could close both eyes and still could find that small pin he bought last week. He still remains a great moral inspiration and will remain to do so ( meaning I will never change.......).
Anyway I was virtually taken by surprise when at 6 am a few days ago my dad broke the news of another grand father of mine passing away. This took me by total surprise as I had met him a few weeks back and he seemed more than healthy then.( God what is with April and all this!!!!). Now the funeral was to take place at Calicut which is a five hour travel from Palakkad. I hit the KSRTC bus depot early 6:30 and all through the journey I would ponder about all these things when some strange thoughts began to emerge. The thoughts that people who have earned and earned throughout their lifetime who could never take them. Also people who cry foul throughout their lifetime about caste discrimination and later have to leave the world the same way as is the case with all the other people. We human beings always find ourselves dignified when we say " See someone has died so we shall forget all the differences we have whether race, colour, language, caste or anyother and shed a tear for him/her". God please tell these people how we could have made life so much more easier if we thought of this when he/she was alive. When Mumbai was burning media would call it the unity of the "Mumbaikars". But the next day you could find atleast one harijan being a victim of the social discrimination or one rich man exploiting the poor. But hey we die not enjoying anything that we earned ( whether economic or a social privilage). So come out of the seeds of hatred and misconception we have created for ourselves. Come live like a HUMAN, show dignity and love.