If you wish me to be a partner in your dense ignorance — forget it!
Death is common to all. It is a necessary step forward toward Real Life (eternal, Infinite Existence). The soul merely changes into a new abode; thus, dying is nothing more than changing your coat. Jamshed has changed it after experiencing life in it on this plane. It is like an actor who plays different parts in different dramas, or changes costumes in the same play behind the curtain and then reappears on stage in a different garb. Or it can be compared with sleep. The difference between death and sleep is that after the former state, one awakens in a new body, while in the latter state, one becomes conscious of the same body. Worldly-minded people do not go into hysterics and become upset when a person goes to sleep at night, simply because they expect to see him awaken alive again the next morning. Then why not exercise the same indifference when he sleeps the sleep of death, since he or she is bound to awaken alive sooner or later in a new body?
You at times travel in a train and other passengers, without a care in the world, depart at different stations such as Lonavla, Kalyan and Dadar, all according to their tickets. In the same way, Jamshed was traveling and when he reached his destination, according to his ticket, he departed from the train [left his body]. His station was nearby. But according to you, he has passed away in his youth. The trains go on running day and night and numberless passengers travel in them and depart at different stations according to their tickets. How many are you going to weep over?
The reason most people are not indifferent is that, through their defective mortal eyes, they cannot discern the still-existing subtle form of their beloved or friend, after the so-called death, and consequently they are unaware of its spiritual existence. Thus it is the selfishness of not being able to satisfy their minds in the absence of the sight of their dear ones that makes people weep and wail and not so much the death itself. After the death of a person, a hue and cry is raised from all sides: " My beloved father or mother is dead! ... The source of my life is gone ... The light of my eyes is dimmed! ... Where is my sweetheart? ... My support has disappeared."