Nothing could prepare me for my father's death five years ago. He died of liver cancer, and for the last few weeks of his life, his health deteriorated rapidly, until he drifted in and out of consciousness. I could tell he still struggled to focus his clouded mind, to no avail. His legs began to swell, and he was jaundiced too. During his final moments, for reasons unknown to me, he snored loudly before dying. This was the most traumatic moment in my life, because I had had no prior knowledge of dying process. The only consolation was all his family was beside him, no matter whether he realized it or not.

"I don't want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to achieve it through not dying" - Woody Allen.