Normally you go a crematorium when a close family member or friend passed away. In the West and also in some Asian metropolis, the affair is quick--dead person looks alive in a coffin, passed through an entry to electric oven and ashes collected in an urn. Whereas in the East including Pashupati/Bagmati open cremation ghats, one got to stand for hours until the body is fully consumed by fire--smell of flesh and cracking of bones, you are transported to a different plane. At that moment you get a different feeling about life. What's the point of family, riches, power, ego if you cannot escape death "Masan Vairagya" lasting from few minutes to days for some. Byapta