I however, believe in cremation, since there is no space left on this Planet for the entire human population, if we are to book a place of burial for each individual.
As a medical guy in UK, I used to get £5 or £10 pounds to convince the bereaving party to give consent for cremation at the expense of the N.H.S.
I also believe in REBIRTH and Death is the beginning of Birth in another sphere without an intervening space or gap or "anthar bhava".
I also believe those who die in battlefield end up invariably in hell or in a lower realms.
In that sense I abhor all form of wars.
No amount of ceremony for the parting soul (soldier) would ensure good place of birth. They die with HATE ingrained and that is an antithesis to good human nature.
As a medical guy I am on the opposite side of the goal of a soldiers. They wish death BUT I try to save life including injured soldiers.
We have had over 35 years of internal conflict with LTTE and death was a commoner garden event, then.
I faced NEAR death 3 times two due to LTTE and one due to DJVP.
It was a near miss and I am glad I am alive to tell the story.
By the way, this is related my latest Dream.
It was not related to death but the place where this dream occurred I have had witnessed 3 deaths. Great Great Grandma, Grandma and Grandfather included.
Lately I am attending more often funerals than weddings.
This was related to our dog.
I have never had any dreams associated with our dog, ZIMBA.
It is worth recording.
I had a busy day just arrived home late from COLOMBO. I had a quick snack and was looking for my pillow.
It would have been my sister's house. Nobody messes up with my bed and pillow at home.
I found the pillow but I could not find my bed and I was involuntarily directed to the furtherst corner of the house.
There was no mattress.
No linen.
Only an empty bed.
I was visibly annoyed.
But then ZIMBA who was messing up with the linen pile came to me fetching the linen I was looking.
I was woken up happily.
First dream of any with ZIMBA.
In a fraction of a second, a lot of incidents ran through my mind.
This was related to the Great Great GRANDMA. She was past 80 and was well into somewhat of a mild dementia. She used to get a pension of Rs. 100/=. She buys a bottle of "Dhashamula Aristaya" stronger than Vodka. Price may be Rs. 10 or Rs. 20. The rest of the money was given to my daughter. The day she gets her pension she becomes somewhat irratic.
I discovered that she finish the Aristaya bottle in no time.
Well she was getting drunk.
Then, over time, I found an antihistamine with some tranquilizing quality (forget its name) for her. She was gradually weaned off of her alcohol addition.
She had a peaceful death 2 years later.
Now to the crunch point.
Our Great Great GRANDMA mortally feared any guy sleeping next to her room.
Not only one fears one's own death but all events and souls not related to one's own.
That was her melady and that was part of her dementia.
That is the very reason I do not won't to live beyond 80. Lord Buddha left us in his 80s. He could have gone upto 120 but he did not.
A sensible Human Being.
We were in the process of construction of the house in stages.
Main House.
The Annex.
We used to have lot of visitors.
The Great Great GRANDMA had her own room. At a lower level, next to her room there were two other rooms and an additional toilet.
Visitors include.
1. Van Hause a Burgher Gentleman intereted in Buddhism, on full board.
2. One or two relatives who had drinking
problems and needing weaning process.
3. Other visitors who could not catch the last bus to their distant destination.
The whole family was involved in meditation sessions and I was the only exception.
I was very busy and my only preoccupation was SLEEP.
No wonder I have finished a book on Biorhythms and Dreams.
I just finished editing my book on "Vegetarian Paradox / SAGA.
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