Bageshwar Dham Sarkar
Why does the death of someone close hurt so much more than other deaths?
Sorrow lies in moha, attachment
Sorrow lies in moha, attachment. When 35 strangers die we carry on eating, but when one of them is our own, the tea drops from our hands.
But when one of those 35 was your own, your tea was left untouched. This attachment itself is the sorrow, and when no one is 'mine' and no one is a stranger, that freedom from attachment is itself happiness.