My last day…
I dont like being old to be frank. So the other day I decided to think about what my ideal death age would be. After a long discussion with myself, I concluded that it should be 40 years. Yes I have another 15 years to live.
When a new born baby is born, his/her lung’s are “Pink” in colour, new, ready to take anything .But when he/she dies it almost black/grey due to the uncontrollable effect of pollution, smoking etc.
Reasons for taking this decision:-
- I dont want to grow old in the first place, but its not in my hand.
- I would hate to die in a natural calamity like earthquake or flood which is already common due to Global warming.
- I dont want to be handicapped, and be a burden to others.
- I dont want to spend even a single day in an Hospital.
- I want to do everything that comes by, try everything possible. And the next 15 years would be ideal time to do everything I have always dreamt off. (I would even extend it to a year or so, if I have not gone for a trip to Mars)
- I dont want to breath dirty, contaminated air because the rate at which our forest and other natural resources are depleting, its hard to believe that they would last even a decade. The worst would be to push my kids in an filthy atmosphere.
I have even decided the place – a misty mountain somewhere near the Himalayas, an ideal place.
This is my plan. But as I already told you earlier things dont work out as you plan. I am just cutting my life short so that I live more, every moment.
