" When you make a tomb, make another tomb next to mine.’ When asked why, he said, ‘When my poet friend hears of my departure, he will come to me and want to die and be buried beside me.’ ‘But you have never met him. How do you know he will come?’ ‘I know him. And he knows me. He will come.’ And the poet did come. And the two friends were buried next to each other. "

― Devdutt Pattanaik , Shikhandi and Other Stories They Don't Tell You