- Speak at least 12 languages to a reasonable proficiency
- Sky-diving
Scuba-diving- Dance like a dream
- Go to space
- Drive a Ferrari/Lamborghini/both
- Live in all seven continents for at least a month each
- See the seven wonders (past, present, future)
- Gift my parents a house
- Gift my sister a car
- Master psychology and another subject to the extent of being an encyclopedia on it
- Do something good and unconditional for a complete stranger to change his/her life
- Kill one person who really deserves to die
- Kiss Rafa
Go swimming in a (clean) sea- Fly a plane
- Sing on radio or TV where at least thousands of people can hear me
- Play guitar and at least 4 other instruments
- Get published as an expert on any subject
- Take tequila body shots in the place were tequila was discovered
- Take care of a child from infancy till forever, mine or otherwise and help him/her be a perfect person, for self and others
- Visit all religious places of all religions like 4-dhams, mecca, medina, Jerusalem etc etc
- Live in the world’s most expensive and lavish hotel
- Have an out of body surreal experience
- Go bald once
- Sail around the world
- Write a book
- Go on a long distance journey in a hot balloon
- Do hangliding
- Contact the dead once and speak to someone I loved and didn’t want to lose
- Build a farmhouse and rear lots of horses and dogs there
- Be at a war site right in the middle of action
- Visit the equator and the poles
- cross the International date line and gain/lose a day in a matter of minutes
Monday, September 28, 2009
My Bucket List
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Away, still not away
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Blue
It's nearly 3:30 am and I am a bit junked...I feel like writing. Not sure, though, what I want to write, but writing calms me down so i will, following my impulse and little bit of soul power.
“I bought this blue rug today to put in the study. It would go beautifully with the blue curtains,” she said. He looked around, the study was being reduced to ashes right as she spoke. “…and I bought these books for you, they are collector’s edition, very rare.” He looked at her straight face void of any expression. “Honey, we really have to go. Can you not hear the sirens? They’re getting closer. We must leave now,” desperation in his voice was evident. “Just a minute more, please. Leave me with my life for just one moment.”
The sound of the sirens was getting louder now. “I beg you, honey, please, let’s go. We can’t be here any longer. Please, come with me,” he said. This time his voice quaked a little. She looked up and saw a lonely tear roll down his eye. “I can’t forget the day we bought this house. You were looking so handsome and I was such a mess. You remember we promised we would never leave each other. I picked out inexpensive but precious
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
SHARDS
With impudent pain,
That hurts where I walk,
In dreams across,
The diamond-studded sky,
Of shards strewn aground,
That twinkle overhead,
Embracing my gaze,
Across the breath of incense,
An interminable haze,
In an inverted world,
Through upturned eyes,
Their Gorgon sight,
In my repose, does recline.