A Dialogue with Death (standard:Fan Fiction, 2148 words)
Author: Juggernaut	Added: Oct 29 2010	Views/Reads: 3029/2157	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The Lord of Death Yama from Kingdom of Death visits people to find about their thoughts just before they die.

A Dialogue with Death Subba Rao 

Scores of people die every day from natural causes, diseases, accidents,
natural disasters, crime and what not; according to Hindu mythology, 
the Lord of Death ‘Yama' residing in the Kingdom of Death will choose a 
handful just before their death for a conversation or a dialogue just 
to get their thoughts on their lives before they kick the bucket. 

The choice of a particular candidate for a dialogue just before his/her
death was not random.  As Hindu mythology goes, the deeds of every 
human life from birth to death is recorded and kept at Kingdom of 
Death, therefore, the Lord of Death ‘Yama' has no problem in finding 
information on any particular individual, he find fit for a dialogue. 

Yama can have a dialogue with anybody; a movie actor turned politician,
a successful immigrant quickly turned into a tea party participant, a 
senior citizen on social security and Medicare for several decades 
complaining on too much government giveaways, a politician from Midwest 
suddenly noticed that meat packing plants in his district were 
employing illegals or any person from any continent about to die. 

“You have few moments before your last breath, any thoughts you want to
share?” said Yama to Jake, an 88 years old man from Idaho. 

“I am scared of going to hell.” 

“There is nothing like hell or heaven after death, that I can assure you
as the Lord of Death.” 

“Glad to hear that, I am concerned about it, after all just to keep up
my standard of living, I cheated, scammed, or whatever it takes to 
close a deal not thinking about consequences.” “I submitted fake 
invoices on a lagoon closure project and pocketed 35 grand.” Now I am 
about to die, I am worrying how I may have to pay for all the past 
deeds.” 

“Why you submitted a fake invoice to pocket 35 grand.” 

“Well, the corporate didn't give enough year-end bonus so I paid myself
a bonus,” Jake was not apologetic. 

“Was other General Managers stealing money from the company?” 

“Well, submitting fake invoices and false expense reports were within
our realm of doing business.” 

“Well, Jake, you don't have to worry a thing, once you were dead, you
were dead.” 

“What about my soul or spirit or by whatever name it goes?” 

“What soul, there is nothing like that, I had enough problems keeping
records of every human being on earth while they are alive and 
monkeying around, once they dead, I will close the file and throw it 
into a fire, that's about it, I don't want your soul or spirit or 
zombies flying around in my kingdom.” “As Lord of Death, I just monitor 
and record the lives, taking action for misdeeds is not my job, it is 
the responsibility of the society they live in on earth,” confirmed 
Yama. 

“So, all that stuff preachers' talk about soul and spirit is nothing but
bunk; you know I was worried serious,” Jake appeared calm now. 

“If you escape consequences of your actions in your life on earth, you
considered yourself lucky that you got away with it and that's that.  
There is nothing beyond that.” “As Lord of Death and Emperor of the 
Kingdom of Death, I am telling you, once you stop breathing, rest 
assured, your body either deteriorates slowly below ground or burnt 
into ashes as per you wishes, that's it.” 

“Thank you Yama, the Lord of Death and the emperor of the Kingdom of
Death for your assurances,” said Jake and closed his eyes for the last 
time. 

Yama took a deep breath and looked around the hospital room with disgust


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