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  • Some time ago I read an article about Col N S Nyayapati,
    a retired colonel and his Doctor wife, Dr Madhuri,in
    a magazine called Harmony.
    They have started the Vishranthi Hospital at is
    India’s first pain management outreach programme for
    terminally ill cancer patients.
    Col Nyayapati and his wife believe,'Unremitting
    service without expectations to relieve the pain and
    suffering of the needy makes one truly experience God’.
    Then I also read about the Make-a-Wish Foundation,
    which tries to fulfill the wishes of terminally ill children.

    I wonder if there is anything more tragic than the
    situation of a person who knows that death is round
    the corner and there is no escape from it. We all know
    that we have to die one day,but we all believe that Death
    is a stranger whom we will never meet.

    But this is not so for those who are terminally ill. They
    know that they do not have long to live. Some might
    accept it and others may fight it,but the end is inevitable.

    What happens when others are waiting for a person to die?
    I think that, that is more tragic than when we know that we
    are facing death. There are so many who have lived a
    long and full life, but towards the end of their lives,
    they become so dependent on others and sometimes
    they are no more than vegetables, but still Death does
    not come to them. They call out to Death to take them.
    They feel so helpless when they see so many younger
    people being taken away.
    Committing suicide is not the answer for most people.
    They just wait.
    And when they finally depart this world, of course,there
    is sadness but people say that they have lived their full
    life. Maybe there is a certain relief also, not only for that
    person who has been finally relieved of the pain but also
    for themselves.
    It had often been said and it is true that burden of the
    care-giver is rarely recognized.

    We understand death for the first time when he puts
    his hand upon one whom we love. ~Madame de Stael
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