The previous post reminded me of a discussion one evening.
Background: One of the uncles died due to brain tumour. He was a musician, who collected ancient songs, rhymes and modernized them.
Sister said that the newborn son of another uncle reminded her of the deceased one. "The decision to be reborn into the family would be so like him," she said. I agreed, but assuming that's the case, I felt sorry for him to have made such a decision.
Imagine being him, reborn so that his sisters are now over 40 years older than him. He wants to talk to them but can't - hasn't learned to speak yet. He would probably outlive all his brothers, sisters, and his own children. Moreover, his sisters singing him to sleep with his own songs. No wonder he would start crying on that (which he did).
Sister pictured being reborn like this as something nice. To me it seems rather harsh - why would anyone want to live a life like that?
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