We make a distinction between the here and the hereafter. We are accustomed to differentiate between life and death. For us they are two different things altogether, without similarity of character. That is why we love life and dread death. The worst punishment that can be meted out to a person is to hang him, execute him or kill him.
Nothing can be more miserable than the contemplation of impending death.
Horror identified with experience is death itself, while life, we believe, is a flow of nectarine experience. Because we neither know life nor death. Children s love for toys has no rationality behind it, though there is a good psychology which explains it. Our loves and hatreds are childish reactions to immediate stimuli from outside, and we need not take too seriously what our untutored mind speaks in the language of its own poor experience. The Upanishad is not here before us to pamper our urges in terms of sensory gratification.