When finally death comes to you, how it feels like? Before my grand fathers death, answer to this question was either I don't know or I don't care. Its not that before his(My grandpas) death, I never witnessed the death, but that is the first time I saw a person who was afraid not because of death, but because of the idea of leaving beloved ones.
I don't know why I never experienced that kind of attachment towards anybody and I always felt thats Me. Unique. Without feelings. Even my mind or my heart whatever you people say is always ready to accept death at any time either with or without reason. But when I saw for the first time in the eyes of my grandpaa... his strong wish to live with the beloved ones, first time I felt, why don't I live for some purpose (Anyway still I don't have any kind of emotions) that will force me to live. Yes now I got at last purpose to live ... not exactly right now making searching for purpose as my purpose ;)
