THE I.E (i.e. INEVITABLE END)

I am a pessimist, a hard core one. Every waking minute that I am alone (which is a lot) I spend thinking of the inevitable end. It is amazing how we live all our life gleefully oblivious to the fact that we are all in a final destination movie. Death might not be chasing after you right now but it is going to get to you and most likely than not it is going to spook you.

Cancer and all terminal diseases for that matter are terrible fates. In a lot of cases they turn out to be a death sentence; that is unless you walk out of the clinic after your diagnosis and get hit by a bus. (Didn't see that coming did you? precisely my point).  If you are lucky enough to get diagnosed and die of a terminal disease (I’ll get to the lucky part in a bit) you have the advantage of knowing that these are your last few months unlike your friend Somu who is going to slip over a banana peel, crash into the glass wall of a showroom, slit his throat and well die. (See?). The point is that you get to know, you get to blow up your savings, sell your house and shift to Hawaii. (or better yet Las Vegas! Or Vaishno Devi if you are the religious kind)

So what about the unlucky group, are we ever going to be at least mildly satisfied when we do have to leave this mortal form and become a part of the greater one? And this is where the bearable part comes in. Our mild satisfaction in this context doesn't have much to do with topping the boards, getting an eight figure salary or even a Nobel Prize (well maybe a Nobel Prize, I wouldn't know!). When the time comes, all that really matters are the silly things. Things like singing at an open mic night, asking your crush out, telling your friends and family that you love them, telling your foe that its water under the bridge (and stabbing them in their back, not literally of course, what kind of a person are you?), giving your dad a hug (even the one that isn’t particularly fond of you) and so on.

Now finally to the words of wisdom.

START NOW. Well don’t exactly sell your house and start doing drugs (even if you really want to). Just start with the small things. Sing at an open mic and get booed at, write a blog that no one reads, learn Hebrew, get a trampoline even if you live in a zero BHK, just do it. And if you have no idea what to do then make yourself some ginger tea (or coffee if you are the kind of person I don’t like, cause ginger tea is awesome and if you don’t like it you suck), so yeah make yourself some tea and go stand on your terrace and let nature work its magic because there really may not be a tomorr…