Death is an inevitable end that faces all humans. Today, marks the twenty-sixth post humous birthday of a friend. One who it took so long to impress and make an avid reader of my works. I remember Chuck-D, his nickname when he rapped, the soccer matches he played, the times he borrowed me money and how shy he used to be with regards to expressing himself to the gals. However, when the news of his demise filtered into the then medical campus (in Nnewi-Anambra state-Nigeria), those same gals cried more...the vanity of life.
I wonder if some of his friends remember him. He was the closest person to me that has passed away. His death brought to reality the fact of human wickedness and the fact that i could die anytime and in an unthinkable circumstance, asn he died at twenty. Its six years, and I have left the medical school-withdrawn! I however have graduated with honors in the field of Economics with a second class upper division (not a big deal as some would say) and I am currently serving my country in the National Youth Service Corps scheme (NYSC).
I look at the pomp and grandeur that accompanies some burials in this part of the world and I shake my head in agony, Why? I live each day of my life as the last and I live life in the moment albeit with a conscience. Its not how long one lives that matter but what legacies and how one has influenced the lives of those around you. how has the world become a better place because you once lived? how many people smiled or breathed easier because you lived? These are some of the questions that trouble my mind.
When i die, tears would be inevitable not because I am so unique, but because human emotions shall run their course...its permitted. I would love to be cremated and my ashes spread about or kept in an urn as the case may be. All in all, in death or in living I want to be remembered and thought of as a humble, honest and philanthropic person.
May the soul of the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.Amen!
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