Psychologists say that after a Death in the family, people close to the deceased pass through three stages of mental trauma. The first one, immediately after the Death, consists of the shock and grief that comes from losing someone forever. In the final stage, the grief and the anger begin to cool off and the aggrieved ones painfully adjust to the reality of the Death of a loved one. Death is cruel. Death is harsh.
Death is heartless.
This sometimes makes me envious of people sans a family. I feel jealous when I feel they do not have to live life through a perpetual state of anxiety and fear of having to lose a dear one. Thoughts of Death keep pricking me somewhere at the back of my mind all the time, like a gramophone pin stuck on the same line of an old Hindi song. There is this strange sort of a shivering I experience, as if a fever is coming on. I dread the vision of someone close to me passing away.