Death is now

Twenty-seven is too early to die. But it is not my choice. No matter how much I want, I can't stop the inevitable. My only consolation - everyone else will die with me. I am not alone.

When the first rumors of a doomsday came in, I did not believe it. Then everyone started talking about it. Programs and news showed proofs on TV about the inevitable. The accurate Mayan calendar did not record anything beyond that date. It just ended as the world would. Even Nostradamus had the same predictions. Scientists gave a date - December 21, 2012.

This undid all my plans. I was working in a firm with an excellent salary. I had investments in the stock market whose returns would have had me comfortable through my old age. I was looking for a profitable marriage when the news of a doomsday exploded.

Anyway, like the wise man that I am, I realize it is no point crying over things I can't control. So, I quit my job today and withdrew all my money from share-market. I am now ready to fulfil my stupid teenage dream - World tour (and what better and ironical time to see the world, than now?)

I am leaving next Tuesday. I would say I am reasonably happy considering the circumstances.