Our Self-Written Obituaries – Mamta Rohra, Somewhere in the Arabian Sea
The 166th death.
[Text and photos sent by Mamta Rohra]
Mamta Rohra, 33, met her end in the deep waters of the Arabian Sea, close to the white sparkling reflection of the full moon that she loved so much. It was while chasing the perfect shot of the moon that her car rammed into the sea link and she flew into the sea.
She was too much.
A theatre artist, a producer, a director and a writer, a music curator. A true patron of the arts she wanted to do everything, and she did.
Always choosing heart and art over everything else, not the one who cared about people’s opinions but only about people’s feelings she was often overwhelmed with disparity and beauty. She also cared too much.
She wanted to make a difference.
A warrior for peace, she truly believed in an idealistic world, she was robbed of her innocence many times, when her heroes died they took a little bit of her spirit with them.
Her first and last film, Messengers of Peace, lies incomplete in the hard drives. This was her message to the world, to find the middle path.
She lucked out even in death, her vanity is not threatened. The body hasn’t been found.
Rose champagne, rose sherbet, baklava, brownies and chips will be served at her wake. Those who she loved know that she will make her presence known even after death. Her mother and sister are sad but also relieved that they won’t be wondering where Mastani is anymore.
Our Self-Written Obituaries invites people to write their obituary in 200 words. The idea is to share with the world how you will like to be remembered after you are gone. (May you live a long life, of course!) Please mail me your self-obit at firstname.lastname@example.org.