Death...

Death is like the head crash of a hard disk, without any chance of recovery of information. We carry nothing with us, no experiences, no memories, not even bitterness or affection; the hard disk crashes, and lo! all the data, all the statistics collected and compiled painstakingly just vanish….Someone rightly remarked that death is an equalizer. The souls of the billionaire businessman wearing Armani suits all through his life and that of the beggar in rags will be in possession of exactly the same things after departing from their respective bodies…..The soul just moves on, no strings attached…