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The last thought

Aha ! This post is technically (but not in spirit) a sequel to the last post.

Because this was the topic I actually wanted to write on when I pulled myself out of bed a few days ago. But I however ended up writing something which is different …. Anyway before I once again digress, I shall get to the point ….

What would be my most prominent last thought when I am about to die ?  By using the word prominent , I allude to emphasize on significant thoughts .That don’t come and go in a  flash, but last for a substantial amount of time ,say, for at least the last 10 seconds. Lingering , disturbing , apparently non frivolous thoughts !!

I figure that I would just think about all the things I could have done in life if I was not dying. For example,

  1. Learn how to play the guitar ( the foolproof girl-swooning-induction factor 😉 )
  2. Learn French (another girl-swooning-induction factor.  )
  3. Learn drums (macho ! very macho ! )
  4. Learn salsa, learn kuchipudi and fuse them both to create a new dance form (that will help people with digestion problems !)
  5. Read and completely understand Tolstoy’s ‘war and peace’
  6. Work towards world peace
  7. Serve  an enriching service oriented term in the UN
  8. Finish Freud’s ‘Interpretation of dreams
  9. Direct a slasher flick called ‘dreams and screams’
  10. Master the ‘art of war‘ ,Sun Tzu style
  11. Master Rajni ‘s acting style
  12. Learn martial arts and hand to hand combat from Vladmir Putin
  13. Call and apologize to all ex gfs  (if I have any, by then ! :p)
  14. Buy a mercedes or at least steal one
  15. Play Buzkashi in Afghanistan
  16. Fight for rights of street dogs

and things like that…..

And then again , I cease to think whether I would really be thinking all these …… ???

Nopes! On second thoughts I would just be thinking one of the below :

  1. Shit
  2. F***
  3. That batch mate of mine is still earning more :p
  4. Oh no
  5. There is still the last piece of chicken left in the fridge
  6. shit
  7. f**k

well ! Thats it ….

2010: Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein

Okay ! That title is  just a steal from Rammstein’s Engel

How many of you would believe in astrology or fore casting or sooth sayers ? Well ! The author doesn’t want to hear an answer. If you are an Indian 20-something , you would effortlessly call it all crap . But yet would be conveniently  part of a social system that makes things like future-seeing, et al a distinct part of social transactional decisions such as marriage, career etc.

This thing … astrology! It might be a case of the stars and their positions. It might actually be a viable science. But then how do the stars determine the future! Even if its true, even if sages of epic Indian myths could forsee the future, I am pretty sure that such a prophecy making science is n’t mastered by the average jyotish / soothsayer who sits in say Chandana brothers in Hyderabad, or the guy who sits wearing a stinking century old lungi in Old City with a bloody parrot which picks up cards.

Okay so much for my defensive act. Now the real deal !!! According to my life-chart, 2010 is supposedly  the darkest year of the author’s life so far. The year that my mother has been dreading since the last 3 years. All this stems from a certain bearded moron who predicted that I would be majorly screwed in 2010. Now I would say “What amazingly ridiculous mother-f***in monkey crap”

But imagine a person being regularly subjected to the  complete weight of  the constantly badgering encores of the prophecy  that predicts  one’s doom! Can’t help but think of being careful !

Anyway Hello 2010!  I am really sorry about all these future-seeing mumbo jumbo that try to insult the hands of fate by making it all sound so predictable . But in case the bull shit is true  …  duh !er !hum ! ..well ! Bring it on bitch! Daddy’s waiting   😛

~Ghost Runner