Drifting

Oh, Life, you are not much dear to me,

Have always been a pain in my neck

Never did you introduce me to Lady Luck,

But you always remember me,

When you needed somebody to fuck,

Traveller of a path that is dark and weary,

In the end, I only hope,

That Death would be a much better friend

I was surfing around the internet (what a wonderful creation it is) and I came across this site, www.death-clock.org, which tells you when you are going to die and be invited to the eternal rave party in Heaven or be eternally fried in Hell.

Why does one visit this site anyway and not only that, why is it one of the most popular sites in the world. Maybe people want to know when they are going to die, so that they can live each day to the fullest, like those good old lifestyle gurus preach on television. Gurus who preach that each day is a gift from God, a present, each moment is to be cherished, even the moment that might come when you have to pass out you kidney stones.......yeah, cherish that moment too, because as the good Guru preaches, it might not come back again and you are surely going to miss the moment when it is gone. So, yeah, cherish it. Gurus, who live in houses worth crores, drive around in cars as expensive as the houses they live in, are surrounded by women who can be substitutes for viagra, are supposed to give great advice.

I also sometimes wonder why science is spending millions of dollars on extending the average of man. India TV recently aired a programme about Super-Humans, that by the year 3000, man's average age would be around 150 years. "Ab aap aur aapke dada, dadi, nana, nani, sab jeeyenge 150 saal", yelled the anchorman.

On the one hand, scientists tell us that the world is going to run out of fuel soon, that there would be no women left due to infanticides, that there is going to be a shortage of food, that the sea levels would rise and there would be no place to live, , while on the other hand, they would like to make it such that we can live longer. Why? So we can view a real life screening of the movie 2012 before our very eyes?

I would like to die early, in fact, the sooner, the better. Life is not very valuable when you are purposeless, when you are like a feather caught in the wind drifting from one place to another, when the talent that everybody supposedly has is dormant inside you and no matter how hard you try, it just wouldn't show it's face. There are many things I would like to do before I die; I would like to travel around the world (Amsterdam especially), have a lap dance in Las Vegas, drive a Rolls Royce, fly in a private jet, go to a concert in Hyde Park, make my parents proud....naah, forget the last one.

As each year passes (with amazing speed), death approaches near. And this picture on the side reminds me that I still have 15330 days to live. 15330 days of brushing my teeth, wiping my ass, going to work, interacting with people I don't want to, facing failure, turning out the lights before going to bed and hoping that the next day would be better than the one gone by.

But as someone wisely said, 'Live in the present, because the future can only get worse'. Peace.....