I dream of Death...

Saw myself in a dream today...Dead!!!

It was early morning, just a few minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. An early SMS had woken me up, but I had drifted off to sleep, knowing too well that my trustworthy alarm piece will definitely ensure I get to office on time.

And then I saw the back of a truck...it was as if I was watching an animation film...but the blue tarpaulin, fluttering in the wind, seemed so real. The tarpaulin started to blow off something...and I saw a naked foot...the skin wasn't exactly covering it either...

As the tarpaulin blew off completely, I saw a body clothed in tattered blue jeans and a white unbuttoned shirt...blood splattered...no shoes, but I could see the skin cut off in so many places...

I didn't see the face...but somehow I knew it was me!!!

BTW,

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

Got slip disc!!!

Got slip disc!!!

Friends find it hard to believe. Everyone says, "Of all the people, how can you have a slip disc? You were so fit."

Slip disc doesn't have anything to do with fitness. A most dispirited sloth & a champion Olympic runner have equal chances of going down with a slip disc.

Sad but true.

And meanwhile I've been working from home; sitting in front of the laptop isn't the best thing now, but then I can't lie on my bed 24 hours. Hopefully, I'll be spared of this nasty situation by the end of the week. No bike riding, for some time, no running for atleast a month. Life's a bitch!!!

I wonder if I'll still be able to do all things I have always wanted to do - mountain climbing, rappelling, trekking, tantric sex in weird positions, spin kicks in the air...or even working out :-(