A Morbid Conversation

Today, I spent the day with my mom. We ended up going for a session of foot reflexology. (for those who've yet to try this, yes, your pain threshold must be slightly more than what an average man can take) While getting my foot rub, the masseur started to strike a conversation with his colleague sitting beside him. Their conversation revolved around the cost of dying.

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One of them proudly stated that dying in Singapore is an expensive affair, he said he did a survey of a few prominent funeral parlours and the cheapest "package" he could find was SGD$7888. He went on to state that the price included the coffin and if you would like to hire professional mourners (people who are hired to cry on demand, apparently it is to give an illusion of filial piety, funny thing is, the mourners aren't even related to the deceased, so who exactly are they illuding is anyone's guess), then you'll have to go for the more costly deluxe package, which includes a paper bungalow with a paper swimming pool, which you would eventually burn to symbolize the house one is going to live in after death.

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After some time, their converastion segued to evil grave robbers who open caskets to steal items of value off the bodies of the deceased. One of them commented that this is classified under an "unpardonable sin" because it involves dishonoring the dead.

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I left the place thinking that the world is truly filled with ignorant people. Even if I wasn't a Christian, I would logically conclude that a few days of chanting, professional weeping and what not, would hardly be sufficient to redeem me of all my sins. If it was that easy, I would start sinning from today onward and arrange for someone to go through the whole process of chanting and weeping upon my death to gurantee my place in heaven.

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I just have to restrain myself from grave robbing or some other unpardonable sin. I wonder if there is a mannual on sin classification. Such poppycock.