"I watch this man die," reports Mark, "struggling for breath, sunken cheeks, huge terrified eyes, restless, in pain, He dies. His eyes do not shut."
|The men die much faster
than the women
As sunlight streams down the whitewashed walls of Nirmal Hriday, the sisters and brothers help them get better, or at least try to give them a measure of peace before death. And almost half of the people do die; their bodies are taken to the hospital morgue and separated according to religion."Most people's gentle acceptance of death is amazing," notes Mark. " 'They are all people completely alone,' a nun told me. 'Very sick, poor and with no one. The men die much faster than the women. The women take a long time to die.'"