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For Paul...

We often say that humans are social animals and what differentiates us from other animals is the power of speech and language. Along with this, relationship is another beautiful gift for human beings. Being related to someone in some sense is what makes us social, builds bonds with people, which we intend will last for a lifetime.

Human relations are both defined and undefined. Defined are relations which we label as father, mother, sister, brother, uncle, aunt and so on… the fun part is… undefined relationships. Many a times, we see a person, instinctively feeling our connectivity with that person regardless of our association with that person, crossing the divide of time and space. This happens with everyone and I am no exception.

November 30, 2013, Fast and Furious fame actor Paul Walker died an untimely death in a car accident. The thing which helped him reach the stars, kicked his bucket. The news was a global shock and everyone was lamenting his death.

Saw the 7th instalment of the series yesterday (2nd April 2015). Right from Walker’s opening scene till the last scene, I watched Walker with a heavy heart. The ending sequence either brings tears to your eyes or leaves you with a heavier heart.

I never knew Walker personally. In fact, I knew him only due to Fast and Furious series. But the grief of his death upon me is still intense. Why does this happen that good people with good motive always leave the world early whereas those who don’t deserve to live, enjoy a healthy life. That guy was out for a charity function, doing a good deed for the world and contributing as a socially responsible human being. What went wrong? Why he had to die? Somehow, I still feel that he is alive and has just disappeared and one day, he will come again, existent.

I have seen people dying and don’t have a problem accepting the fact. I don’t know what my connect with Walker is, that I am not able to digest his death. May be because he was out for a good deed and he died on the way… good people have to suffer… why? This is unjust… I still feel, until this day, this hour, this minute and this very second that Paul Walker is alive and will keep feeling, until I don’t know when… may be until I die…

It’s hard to deal with death and especially with so many rapid and unexpected deaths around. Someone had said that, “death is nothing but physical non-existence of that person.” Though it is true, I think the mental connect with that person is something that keeps that person alive for us. This mental connect can be understood where we have defined relations, but what about undefined relations? Unnecessarily strong.

I am still stuck on my hope that Walker will walk in one day and prove his death as fake news.

Walker did a brilliant job in F&F7 and the way the team gave him a tribute was touching. Technology can bring Walker back again and again but making it all the more difficult to digest his absence.

Life is unpredictable…



Stay blessed and stay in peace Paul… miss you…

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