Reflections on Death: by Nata Margoshvili

I think that the word death is dreadful for everyone. In our life we don’t think about this until it comes. In our life everyone subordinates to one law: born, grow, age and die.

Does Death have mother? Did he pardon her? But no, Death has not heart and does not care. As for me in my life I don’t think about death, but we all must devote time at least what will happen in the next life. We are saying that it will be paradise or hell. Where Death leads anyone irrespective our parents grandfathers, grandmothers, neighbors, our favorite people, is what I don’t understand.

So it is my view about the death.