When reading the menu in a restaurant, often our mouths start watering and our appetites increase. The imagination of the food gets our juices flowing. When it arrives, the actual food could be a whole different ballgame. Suppose you got a menu of all the choices you could have after you leave your body—no sickness or coronavirus, no credit card debt, no weight loss to worry about, no news about Donald Trump, no natural disasters, no income or property taxes, no family members with whom you have to put up, and, in some cases, no spouse to give you a hard time. These are only appetizers, the main course and dessert are even better. Yet, we fear death and cry when someone we love is enjoying the menu. I think we cry out of jealousy. When death comes, let your mouth water as you just got upgraded from economy to first class. — Satish Daryanani