Meeting The Grim Reaper

Death is both a dreadful fear and an unavoidable destiny of mortal men. Men of all ages fear death, and every individual is destined to die because no one is immortal.

I am a self-confessed thanatophobic, or one who fears death, and so does everyone else. I don’t believe in people who boast that they are non-thanatophobic; maybe they just mean that they are ready to die not because of courage or bravery but they can control their fear of mortality.

Some all-knowing philosophers say that death is the beginning of man’s journey towards his second life. Of course, I doubt those people because no one actually knows life after death.
I once heard of a not-so-funny joke about life after death. They joke says that there are two things a man should worry in his life, it is either he goes to heaven or hell. When he goes to heaven, he doesn’t need to worry but if he goes to hell, he will be so damn busy shaking hands with friends. Well, that joke is nonsensical of course but it tells us of one important thing, we can never stop the day when the Grim Reaper pulls out our souls.

Life indeed is unfair not because every one has his different talents or physical attributes but every one follows different destinies in life. Old folks in my peaceful neighborhood tell me that the good die young, I always tell each one of them that it is God’s plans and decisions to make.
Definitely, I am not yet ready to die because I want to enjoy my short but exciting and happy life. I don’t want to die young because I still have to help my younger siblings, relatives and friends, and also to make my parents happy for they made sacrifices for the sake of my future. I still have dreams and promises to fulfill and one of these countless ambitions is to own a very big and high-technology house with a garden and a basketball court. Remember, always ask God to give what you deserve, not what you desire. It is because your desires may be few but you deserve a lot.

I really don’t know why some normal-minded people foolishly do suicide when in fact life is a happy and exciting journey. Life is the most precious gift form God and we must take care of these epicurean gifts.

I have a question in my mind that really needs critical thinking and experience to answer. “What if God gives you the gift of immortality, would you accept it or not?”

I would apparently refuse to accept that special gift, even though I was chosen by God as the gift bearer, because I don’t want to see my friends die one by one as time passes by while I am just enjoying the gift of longevity. I admit that I rather have a mortal life than being an immortal person like a vampire. It’s better to have a short but enjoyable life rather than a long but boring one.

And so, I realized that death is not just a fear but it is also a destiny where one must fully accept. I hope that the man by the name of Grim Reaper will come knocking on the door only during the right time.