My dear grandfather died around 4 years ago at the age of 99, and he was a smoker. Even though he's gone he stay forever in our lungs. In Thailand, and probably other countries, we burn the dead and keep the ashes in a urn. When the time came to burn my grandfather lots of people were standing with the wind coming toward them, I was one of them. As the body burned, we inhaled the smoke and ashes but I was the only person that moved and went somewhere a little less toxic.
I don't have an image of the burning but here's the coffin instead, it's the in the middle. For some reason grandpa's funeral was huge, the whole village plus the neighbouring village came, even some government people came. I mean I know that my grandpa was a head monk but there were a lot of people.
At one point they opened the coffin so people could see the deceased body. I managed to get a peek, I nearly cried. Then some woman came up to me and said that it was inappropriate for me to be here and she told me to get out. She wasn't a relative and she was more inappropriate because she was taking pictures and selfies with the dead body. Some people are so rude! I ignored her ejaculation and gave her one my dad's signature "you’re a moron" face, I had a lot of practice to perfect it.
haha... I was there, I think you came to tell me and I said to ignore the cretin and go ahead - I mean, he's your grandpa. That whole scene of moving the body from one casket to the official one was utter chaos - men, blankets, hands, ineptitude.
BTW that paragraph should have been above - the flow looks like people were staring at the ashes after the cremation! lmao.
Everyone was left with a little souvenir... in their lungs!
Oh gosh poor you, I think funerals are more for the living than the dead though thankfully and they are already off I’m the astral planes. This selfies at funerals thing has gotten out of hand