Rituals-- Weird

In India we go thru the process of burning the deceased's body......
And as per the tradition i was supposed to be the part of the entire process.
It was for the first time i saw a body..
I felt blank, empty.
Seeing some one who has been dere all thru your life, sitting, talin.. is lying there in front of your eyes, simply sleeping..... a sleep which granny longed for.
we paid her our last repects and moved to the place for crmation, pronouncing words Ram Ram Satya.... God is the only truth....
We reached the place , placed the body oon the log of wood, my nanaji and uncle went aead to lit the pyre.
I was scared intilaly to go near the place, but gradually got the courage to go there.
It was the end of our entire life..... 82 yrs she spent in this world and finally what we would ave would be her ashes.
We stood there, they burnt the pyre, this is it !
Nani was gone forever..... never to return.... a place whic she longed for.
"The day we are born the days towards our death starts"..... read the walls there.... leaving ou wondering....
We thanked everone who came there to be a part of the sorrow.....
But i know just one thing..... my naniji is gone.... is this what is life??
This is the journey we head to..... and gain MOKSHA !
How busy we become in our life that we forgot about Death !