I was present in the exhumation of a friend who was buried 21 years ago. All these while I felt and sensed that her body would not be corrupted. True indeed, last January 12, I saw her as beautiful her body still intact. Her face white and still beautiful. her hands resting on her stomach her dress and pillows just as the time she was buried. Such mystifying experience gave me a new way of viewing death...and deeper realization that there are exceptions to rules like this uncorrupted body. Life is too short and there are many who miss enjoying life because they refuse to live. What a pity. We pass only but once in this life. What would be my lot???