You Don't Need Too Much To Be| Didactic| Stories by Ima Udott


You Don't Need Too Much To Be| Didactic| Stories by Ima Udott
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Intro: When you try your best and you're convinced in your heart of hearts that you tried your best, you will realize that you're not scared of that name, “death”.



YOU DON'T NEED TOO MUCH TO BE...

 Sometimes, the situations that surround you, the stories you hear about others, and the things you see happening to people every day trigger the fear of death in you.


Yeah, you don't want to die... nobody wants to die. In fact the name “death” is a forbidden name no one wants to hear.


But somehow, no matter how you try to avoid the thought of it, you see yourself helplessly thinking about it, especially when you allow yourself to witness a deceased's interment.


Thousands of thoughts run through your mind as you watch the deceased being lowered under six feet.


The thought that you will one day lie lifelessly and helplessly inside a casket

and be lowered down the same way, without your ability to protest that you don't want to be there or that the sand shouldn't be used to cover you sends a chill shiver down your spine.


Each time you walk past any of the casket shops and see different beautiful caskets being displayed, you hasten your footsteps because you don't want your mind to remind you that a day will come when one of those caskets will be used on you.


But you can't help it because no matter how you don't want to think about it, no matter how you try to avoid the topic, no matter how you try to run away from it, you simply can't. Something must remind you that there's something called death.


If you avoid attending burials so that you won't think of death, you can't block your ears from the alarming siren made by the ambulance passing with a deceased. You can't stop thinking about it.


If you're able to avoid the sirens, your eyes can't help falling on that big tomb in your neighborhood. Immediately, your mind drops you a message that once upon a time, the person underneath that tomb used to be a full, flesh, active human being like you. Once again, you're reminded that someday, it will be your turn.


You don't have a choice but to accept the fact that death is inevitable. You can never avoid it no matter how careful you are. Once it comes for you, you have just one choice; to surrender. Yes, you must surrender.

 

And then just like you did for others that had died, family, friends and sympathizers will go to social media and write touching tributes to you and end it with R.I.P, farewell, goodbye or sleep on.


By then, you must have arrived at the great beyond. No one, except you knows if you're truly resting in peace or you're in a place far from peace.


I, Ima Udott didn't write this to deliberately inject you with fear, of course, I will also die, someday. I don't even know how long I have on earth to write. This might be my last story...it might not be. I don't know.


My point is, now that you know that you can't run away from death no matter how you try, what exactly have you been doing with your life? How have you lived your life?


You're alive now and that's what matters. But then, can you point out the positive impact you have made on people with your life?


Yeah, you don't have money to help the needy and all, but have you thought about your lifestyle and how much it has affected others?


Maybe you should limit thinking about death and channel that energy to creating legacies while you are still breathing.


You don't need too much to be nice. You don't need too much to be kind. You don't need too much to be friendly and helpful.


With all your heart, choose to help the little way you can. Choose to be nice the little way you can. Choose to do good, the little way you can. You can only do these while you're still breathing.


When you try your best and you're convinced in your heart of hearts that you tried your best, you will realize that you're not scared of that name, “death”.


Ima Udott

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