What is it about feeling a great sense of loss for someone's death-a person whom you have never met or spoken to in you entire life? I am talking about Michael Jackson. With his death I feel an entire genre of music has come to end. Why did I feel so sad for this man when I heared about his death? Inspite of having everything an average human hopes for, he had a very tragic life, with rape and child abuse cases filed against him, his attempts at a sex change, and the list goes on. Is that why? Yes he carved a niche for himself but I wonder if he was really happy! While watching the news coverage on MJ , I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss at a great mind's demise! I still "remember the time" listening to his songs over and over again and at being awestruck at his spectacular dance moves. Isn't it strange that life simply does not wait for anyone and just goes on and on. People come and people go and all that remains is a memory!

May his soul rest in peace.