Friday, May 12, 2006

Visitation

I had to go to a visitation yesterday, a close friend's mom passed away. It was only when I saw the body, did I realize that the last time I had seen one at close quarters was my dad's. Till now, I hadn't had the nerve to attend a funeral/visitation - a fear of re-visitation.

There is a smell you can associate with death. And it came back yesterday. I still haven't been able to get rid of it. Time heals, but the scars never go away!

7 comments:

Prasanna said...

very true munimma.Its one thing which even i fear. Hospital smell and death smell are the 2 i get really scared of.

rads said...

Now that you mention it, it's a strange smell.

Arvind said...

Smell of fear it is !

Speech is Golden said...

May Time heal you more that the scars remain hidden.

Narayanan Venkitu said...

Yeah, 100% right.!

Uppili said...

I was like that... but..we all grow out of it.. rather get used to it as we get closer to death ourselves... Have you noticed that we hardly come across death till the 20s, and slowly starts with grandparents in the 20s/30s and then parents later on... After that it much more frequent. Looks like we are being conditioned slowly to accept our own death ultimately...

I don't know much about the smell of death - perhaps got used to it or forgot. But, it sure has a different environment: sad, scary or somewhat celebratory depending on the people involved.

Enough of this Ghoulish talk...

Munimma said...

most of the deaths I came across happened before I turned 20!

not ghoulish talk, reality blog ;-)