Mary Hall in her poem ‘Turn Again to Life’ wrote –
“If I should die, and leave you here a while,
Be not like others sore undone,
who keep long vigils by the silent dust and weep.
For my sake, turn again to life, and smile.”
But she never told how to turn to life, how to forget everything, how to forget a human and how to forget a bond. It’s bizarre how deadly death does not become for someone who faced it but for someone who lost their close ones.
Thousands words of consolation do no good for someone who is broken to feel, to listen. It isn’t the illusions and emotions that bursts within but the sense of reality which makes it dreadful. Human heart is fragile and it is never trained to face these circumstances.
Grief messes with everything in your head, it makes that person revolve around your head, just there with the shared memories.
It makes you lay in ruins just staring past everything blurring around.
Time is the only one who would lighten the sorrow. Lord Tennyson’s views on grief of death of his friend are described in the elegy ‘In Memoriam ‘ :
“Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow;
The year is going, let him go; “
Only if it was too easy to let go off someone and forget their memories , then we wouldn’t be called humans. The hollow of the absence only has courage and time as it’s long and supportive friends who listen and heal.
– Khushi Sharma