A short trip with my parents into the heart of nature might soon become the highlight of my life. So far and trust me this is very far, I have know clue what I want to be or do in this life. No one asked me whether I wanted this life or how I wanted it to be.
Creator the dictator just took the decisions and sent me on earth as a human being. A common stupid creation which he/she creates every two seconds. And the irony is through out this human life I am trying to be different.
Since this life is a decision made by the other, I am now working on my plans for the next. My choice shall prevail. I will make sure it does.
So I kind of have an idea what I want in my next life. This little trip I made this weekend helped me reach this decision. And for all the fossilized concerned people, my parents approve of my choice.
In my next life I wish to be born as a duck in the wild. Even better, a duck living in a resort on the banks of Kabini river in Karnataka, India.
If my plans workout this is how my next life will be:
I will definitley not be the Alpha duck so all I will have to do is follow one.
Wake up as the sun rises and follow my clan into the lake/pond/river. Its perfect morning workout as it requires a lot of cackling. But like dumb humans, ducks don't need to work out.
Float around in the water for a bit and then cackle back to the l
and, stroll around and dry myself.
Move closer to the soft ground again and breakfast with some worms and soft grass.
This is what I will be doing throughout the day.
In between I will cackle up and attack anybody who comes too close to my clan with a weird object in their hand.
When the sun starts setting again I will take one last round in the water come back, tuck my neck in and fall asleep.
The only thing I will dread is being eaten by a human or a crocodile.
What a beautiful life. I cannot wait to be born again as a slender white duck with an orange beak. You will be tempted to click a zillion pictures of me but if you get too close I will chase you and bite you.
From now on I shall pray and hope all of you will also pray that I come back to this earth as a duck. Colour, height or weight does not matter as long as I can float on water and cackle up a storm!
Creator the dictator just took the decisions and sent me on earth as a human being. A common stupid creation which he/she creates every two seconds. And the irony is through out this human life I am trying to be different.
Since this life is a decision made by the other, I am now working on my plans for the next. My choice shall prevail. I will make sure it does.
So I kind of have an idea what I want in my next life. This little trip I made this weekend helped me reach this decision. And for all the fossilized concerned people, my parents approve of my choice.
In my next life I wish to be born as a duck in the wild. Even better, a duck living in a resort on the banks of Kabini river in Karnataka, India.
If my plans workout this is how my next life will be:
I will definitley not be the Alpha duck so all I will have to do is follow one.
Wake up as the sun rises and follow my clan into the lake/pond/river. Its perfect morning workout as it requires a lot of cackling. But like dumb humans, ducks don't need to work out.
Float around in the water for a bit and then cackle back to the l
and, stroll around and dry myself.Move closer to the soft ground again and breakfast with some worms and soft grass.
This is what I will be doing throughout the day.
In between I will cackle up and attack anybody who comes too close to my clan with a weird object in their hand.
When the sun starts setting again I will take one last round in the water come back, tuck my neck in and fall asleep.
The only thing I will dread is being eaten by a human or a crocodile.
What a beautiful life. I cannot wait to be born again as a slender white duck with an orange beak. You will be tempted to click a zillion pictures of me but if you get too close I will chase you and bite you.
From now on I shall pray and hope all of you will also pray that I come back to this earth as a duck. Colour, height or weight does not matter as long as I can float on water and cackle up a storm!
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