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Saturday, January 26, 2008
who will cry when I die?
I have not read the book. And no I am not talking about it. I was wondering really who would cry. If I die in the near future, my parents and a few 'friends'. Down the line, maybe really way down I would die and die hard. How would people be living when they know no one shall cry when they die? do they try to change the equation to make it look as if someone will cry? My tender ego still lingers and expects to deliver pain with my departure. The reason if wondered logically is actually -nil. Why should someone cry when I die? I would rather make a thousand enemies who would drink and toast to my dead body. Again the happiness of my exit might not be as pleasing to my enemies as my presence if I am a 'better' man. The world is too big and too busy to think about every insect. This one shall make its presence felt. By more than just passing wind spreading far and wide.
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