Today chote and I celebrated our birthday together at Chote's house. This may be the penultimate time that father was with us in the celebration. Though, honestly speaking, he seemed to be present only physically. Didn't see him smile a single time. He seemed hopeless. Someone who claims to be above intelligent and well-learned, I expect him to take the blow on the chin and live a spirited life. He should be cheerful rather than gloomy.
Looking at him I felt that he is just counting his days. He does not enjoy living any more. He has left all hope of living a healthy quality life. This is something that has not been pleasing me. He no longer loves life; seems, he is considering it more of a burden. Sad. Deeply depressing. Because for the last six months we have been putting efforts to make him better and lead a better life.
Our ancient philosophy says soul is immortal, the physical body is mortal. If the soul inside him feels caged in his physical body, if the soul no longer has anything new to look forward to by keeping itself in his body, it may soon find another body where there is hope, happiness and life.
Looking at him I felt that he is just counting his days. He does not enjoy living any more. He has left all hope of living a healthy quality life. This is something that has not been pleasing me. He no longer loves life; seems, he is considering it more of a burden. Sad. Deeply depressing. Because for the last six months we have been putting efforts to make him better and lead a better life.
Our ancient philosophy says soul is immortal, the physical body is mortal. If the soul inside him feels caged in his physical body, if the soul no longer has anything new to look forward to by keeping itself in his body, it may soon find another body where there is hope, happiness and life.
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