Our Self-Written Obituaries – Kritika Gupta, Noida
The 76th death.
[Text by Kritika Gupta; photo by Ramanjit Kaur]
As she lay there wrapped in her blanket with a book in her hands, the world didn’t realize when she slipped from the world of living to the world beyond but the book that fell on the ground with thud did.
Kritika Gupta was what one call obsessed. She was obsessed with everything that she loved, but most of all she was crazy about movie star Shah Rukh Khan and her collection of books. Having owned more than 400 books and having read them all in the short span of 24 years, one would say that she passed on in a way she would have enjoyed.
“She would always have a book in her hand and a piece of advice in her mind,” says one of her friends. “She would come up with these crazy weird ideas about life, love and people because she had read a book that enlightened her in ways that other people wouldn’t understand,” says her brother.
Tucked between the pages of her favorite book her family found a piece of paper that said, “When I die don’t be sad, remember what Dumbledore told Harry – ‘To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.'”
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 mayankaustensoofi@gmail.com.
Or you could remember what the decidedly non-fictional Bertrand Russell said – “I believe that when I die I shall rot, and nothing of my ego will survive.”
Death is not an adventure.
Hmmm… that is an idea.. but since it is my obituary I’d rather stick with the fictional yet positive thought I would leave behind for my family…
Maybe you could write that in yours.. would suit you if you like it… 🙂
Too late for me, Kritika. I’m already dead. See here:
http://www.thedelhiwalla.com/2015/02/03/our-obituaries-mayank-austen-soofi-hauz-khas-village/
I wish ! I can’t marshal my thoughts long enough to scrape together an obituary for myself. And my life has been pretty unremarkable thus far (‘plain vanilla’). Nothing to write home about.
Naushirvan, actually it is you with the biggest ego(!)
Yeah, so my death would leave this huge, gaping hole in the egosphere. Like a hole in the ozone layer. Think of all the radiation. Now we don’t want that, do we?
If ozone layer protects us from harmful UV rays… I wonder what egosphere protects us from….
I’m a Delhiwalla so I don’t care for the environment. Naushirvan, please write.
Very good story di
Thank you Ajay