In Incredible India, you don’t live as an individual but exist as part of the community you’re born in, or you cease to exist. From education to occupation, food to water, festivals to celebrations, relations to enmities , everything gradually but assuredly gets communal. The only time you are allowed to breathe as an individual is when your body burns on the pyre and your flesh degrades to dust. That is the only time you are allowed to Rest In Peace.
Fellow beings, I present you with,
the ‘Last Rites’.