When his corpse returns home

“You may forget those you have laughed with , but not those you have wept with” Gibran Khalil Gibran.

The other day a Pakistani colleague of mine, died of cardiac arrest. He had recently returned to Doha after spending his annual vacation with his family in Pakistan. His frozen body kept in the morgue is scheduled to be flown to his home country for burial after a few hours accompanied by his son who is working in Doha. I tried to imagine the feelings of his son in his twenties who is destined to take the refrigerated dead body of his father home and visualize the situation when his beloved mom "meets" with her dead husband.

The scholar who led his funeral prayer held a few hours ago in the court yard of the hospital reminded the participants that what has happened to the person they are praying for is going to happen to all of them whether it be after a few minutes or hours or months or years and asked them to get ready for that well equipped with righteous deeds. Another group of Keralites was seen there preparing for the funeral prayer of a young Keralite Muslim who died of the same cause.

Last year a relative of my son in law living in Doha found her husband lying unconscious in their living room early in the morning. When his friends took him to the hospital he was found dead .They, however, kept the matter confidential for obvious reasons and told his wife that he was just admitted to the Intensive Care Unit. When we visited her house after about twelve hours from the incident a number of people had gathered in her house. None of them had the courage to disclose the matter to her. Their kids were running here and there and playing while visitors were watching them being at a loss what to tell them. She was speaking to them as if no tragedy had occurred . Some of the visitors questioned the logic behind keeping her away the fact of the matter. But they were told that the intension was not to shock her as they wanted her to be aware of it gradually. By the time she was informed of the matter, she had already smelled a rat. It was on the day when his dead body was released from the hospital to be flown home . In lieu of returning home happily with her husband and two toddlers, she had to accompany the dead body of her husband home and even console her mother in law who was still alive.

During the past three decades of my expatriate life in Doha, I had witnessed several such cases in Doha including deaths due to traffic accidents. Death is inevitable but when one breathes his last while he is thousands of miles away from his dear and near ones , it will be more painful . Being a social animal man desires for the presence of his family members even at the time of his death though he knows that the latter can only watch them dying and can do nothing beyond being passive spectators. I remember my beloved mom who used to tell me that she wanted to die when her children were at home and how I used to scold her for speaking about her death. When she passed away in 2000, I was there in the next room though I still feel sorry that I could not be beside her at the time of her sudden death even being at home.

By the father