‘What if his voice was like him as well?’ I thought, as I kept looking at the driver of the car I was sitting in. We never owned a car, and I hardly ever got much chances to sit in one and that too on the front seat, but still my eyes were focused on the driver. After all, he looked exactly like Amitabh Bachchan to me. He even sported that very French beard of his, maybe just to look more like him, except this man in front of me was thin and his voice too indifferent to sound like Amitabh’s.
A few of the members of my family were visiting to some holy temple in a nearby city few days back to get few of their pending works on track, and my aunt wanted me to accompany them. Somebody had mentioned to them that I had something known as kaal sarp dosh in my janam patrika. The poor that was blamed for everything going wrong in my life, my failure in my exam, and at my back even for my love affairs, or the girl I had completely lost my senses over, as my family mentioned.
21st December 2012.
There are rumours out there that the world is supposed to end today. I believe it wont this soon, moreover I don’t want it to end it this soon. I am still a virgin, and if by any chance it does, I will have a hard time finding someone in the only three hours left for the date to change. Yeah that’s the first thing going in my head tonight. Or wait, is the end scheduled according to the PT or EST timezone ? In any case I got a little more hours. Continue reading “The Beginning of the End”
“I read something. You will like it.” A friend suggested me to open and go through a story which she recently read.
“Everyone’s life is like a solar system. And that each one of us always put ourselves at the center, the sun. Every thought we have, every choice we make, every breath we take would always revolve around us. We’re all selfish beings designed to set ourselves as the top priority, put ourselves at the center.