The fear of the unkown

It amazes me that the words ; live, die, life and death can be used in one sentence and still make sense to us humans! "I would die to live the life after death" My first blog ever and it already sounds like a bad script from a dull drama. But, the question from centuries which has troubled many scientific brains and continues to irk me everyday, The truth about life and death? A very close relationship yet the most complicated one. The thoughts of death have always intrigued me beyond imagination, beyond a point where it is just simple curiousity, I fear death like everybody does, how much ever one says, that they are not afraid of the end, when the black drapes fall down and somebody sticks a gun in your mouth and is about to pull the trigger, before any muscle could flex, fear strikes. That is the one phenomenon we continue to live on, one single word that brings up a volley of emotions, a series of unanswered questions and ofcourse the element of God.

If I could answer this one question correctly, I would not only be a nobel laureate (If Obama can, I can!), but would recieve every kind of knighthood that is possible. The question is "What happens after death?" And there my dream fades away, because how much ever I want to, I can't. I revolve around some theories which I have created, flimsy theories which have struck me at the oddest of hours and the lousiest days. First, there is no life after death; you are born, you grow up, develop emotions, get old, and vanish in thin air. Nothing else. The screen is black and you are deaf and dumb with no soul to exist anymore. But then ofcourse, my mind is not satisfied! So maybe its a dream, maybe, life is a dream, where the dream goes on for 7 hours only but it feels like a "lifetime" and then when you die, you wake up. And I know it sounds crazy, but why not? Afterall, this is one question I can answer with all the creativity and my imagination, because the truth, we will never know. Maybe there is a heaven and hell, but then like nobody decides right or wrong, who decides who goes where? It can't be random picks! And then ofcourse, strike 2 for me, there is God. But again, God exists? and we plunge into a 30 feet deep debate again, infact, much deeper than that. Let me save that for the next time and try to answer one unaswerable question today. Death fasciantes me. The thought turns me on, sometimes I wonder, is capital punishment too light a punishment for hardcore criminals? Lets jump back to the fact that death scares all of us. But why? What do we know about death that it scares us, that it sends those chilly shivers down the spine and makes you go into coma for a split second? And I guess the answer lies in the question itself, it is the fear of the unkown.