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Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa

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We were awakened one morning in the early hours by a loud<br />

knocking on the door, and an agitated voice accompanying the<br />

knocking. On investigating we found the gardener's wife in a<br />

very nervous state and wearing only her night attire. She be-<br />

seeched me to go with her since she thought her husband was<br />

dying, and would I go and see what I thought about his con-<br />

dition. She was obviously in a very distressed state so I had to<br />

do something, although she and her husband had shown noth-<br />

ing but resentment towards us. I threw on a robe and accom-<br />

panied her back to her cottage where I crossed the threshold<br />

for the first time, when she ushered me to where her husband<br />

lay. For a moment I stood looking at him; I saw it was too late<br />

and there was nothing one could do to save him, for his spirit<br />

had indeed departed. She looked up at me, at last realizing the<br />

worst, and I consoled her as best I could while she gradually<br />

recovered her self-control and made arrangements to contact<br />

her doctor and her relatives.<br />

It must be one of the saddest situations when one partner is<br />

suddenly taken away, most people seem to know not where,<br />

and the other is left to face life alone.<br />

In this particular case, the clothes-line in the back garden<br />

was left in position for a long time, when normally it would<br />

have been removed immediately the washing was dry; left<br />

because it was one of the last duties the gardener had per-<br />

formed and his wife did not feel able to have it removed since<br />

it helped her to maintain contact with him.<br />

I have often wondered why we are not educated more about<br />

the process of dying; why we are not told how it is a natural<br />

process, and that it is not the end. The majority of today's<br />

youth seem to have very little idea of what death is all about,<br />

and how can they know if there is no one to teach them?<br />

JUST A SKETCH<br />

The pavement was cold and hard as his body thudded down<br />

those twenty floors to finally rest on the sidewalk where<br />

passers-by might gaze with curiosity as he lay quite still, in<br />

the chill wind of winter.<br />

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