“Imagine it is almost over. You are in a death bed. Barely breathing. Few hours left at most, and it is obvious this is the end. No more hope. No more choices. People are near you. Who are those people? Who comes to mind? Who is crucial? Who do you want to hold hands with? This is love. Life. Death. Inevitability of it all. How can something be so cruel..? How can something be so utterly beautiful..?”