The End
My end, when it comes, will be one horrific, painful death. I shall in most probability, die of a fatal road accident. Probably crushed between two huge MTC Buses.
But I shall continue to ride the way I do now. You see, death is not something I am afraid of. I love the living. But Death is the other possibility I haven’t explored yet. I might like it.
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February 9th, 2005 at 8:38 am
reminds me of tagore: “And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.”
February 9th, 2005 at 8:41 am
Exactly my sentiments. I absolutely agree with Tagore.
February 11th, 2005 at 8:56 am
Why the sudden dour post? Life or death is not in anyone’s hands
February 11th, 2005 at 9:26 am
Sat: Stop taking a bike? You might as well ask me to stop living.
Gemini: Not odur man. I’m actually damn fey. Having a ball.
February 11th, 2005 at 12:04 pm
Finally, I managed to get a login into Typekey?
Why ever authenticate it? To prevent spam?
Advice: Stop driving a bike, and take a bus.