A Ghost Is A Wish

A few days ago, I was watching The Haunting Of Hill House and one of the characters in it said that a ghost is a wish. I thought it was bullshit back then because it was not only irrelevant but also insanely insensible and stupid. It was like comparing two oddly dissimilar things together, things where a comparison is not just highly unlikely but also highly absurd. How can a ghost be a wish? What kind of wish is it? Is it fulfilled or unfulfilled? But then, how would a fulfilled wish still be called a wish? A week later into a strange mourning, I understand better. I realize how less dramatic Life is compared to all those daily soaps we grew up watching which dramatized pain beyond feasibility, use recurring characters, doppelgangers or amnesia to dress up Death as a break from the monotonicity of Life, like one week of a vacation. But Death is everything but a vacation. It's a surprise (shocking) one way trip to oblivion; something one can't forget or escape or procrastinate . 

People believe in an ever expanding Universe but recent studies have taken a foot ahead to develop theories that suggest that there are multiple universes which in turn mean that we are just the tiniest of tiny part of an unfathomable Universe which belongs to the family of multiple universes. The greatest realisation of life is the art of letting go but the worst helplessness is when there is no time given for a proper goodbye. It is like knowing two distinct resting faces but not knowing what sets them apart. It's failing to observe or discern that singular condition that causes the change in phase. Death is like that connection and when you miss the death, that link is broken forever and there is nothing in this world that can bring back the time so that you can have just enough moments to say a proper goodbye. However, that's not possible because Death is a One Way Ticket, a Leap of Faith on a stranger.  Even if you take the leap knowing you can't jump Back To Life whenever you want to, you can never be sure of saying that pending goodbye. 

Incomplete things keep people on their toes. It's never the finished tasks that make people happy but the ones unticked on their lists that keep them on their toes and they would do anything to dissolve but knot in the stomach. All the beliefs and the rituals that we have are nothing but an  everyday reminder to our gross inability to let go or to accept the harsh reality. Naturally, we have to find something to hold on to. For some, its the belief in Afterlife: the belief that life continues in some other dimension even when it ends in this one we are living in. This is where the concept of hell and heaven dives in. It's a satisfaction to the soul that the person gone is not really gone. He exists somewhere else even if we can't see him or hear him or touch him or even smell him anymore. Some others believe in a lagging Universe. If there are infinite Universes in this wide multiverse that we live in and half of these infinite ones lag behind the one we live in, it is entirely possible that the replicas of humans dying and saying goodbye there, with the knowledge they have now would choose differently and perhaps have their moments of goodbye. For the last few, the idea of a ghost emerges and starts getting more prominent. Because anything would mean better than nothing. Any sort of continuity would be lighter than the heaviness of the void inside. Therefore, a ghost is a wish, a wish made by people who are not gone, who stay behind to bear the pain of those are gone on the voyage, ever trying to fill up the gap they have created, ever failing. A ghost is a wish to say that unsaid goodbye, to see life for one last time, to bargain that time back which Fact knows is gone forever. A ghost is a wish to tell the departed that he was loved and he will be missed and that the void that he has created on his way out shall stay empty, for eternity's sake. And with all the fortune in this world, a ghost is WA wish to revive a fallen time which can never ever be recovered again