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No Second Chance

While waiting for the signal , he took out his checklist:

Pair of shoes for Dad
Chocolates for bro
Watch for mom
Perfume for her
Some shopping for myself

He was rearing to cross the road on his bike still thinking “what is it that I am missing ”. He looked right and the very next moment was laying..he could see the rainy sky, as if somebody was crying for him, like somebody wants him back. He took a deep breath perhaps that was his last breath, left hand still on the handle and to do list , partially blooded in the right one, perhaps now he knew what is it that he missed.

His helmet.



There is a deep and cosmological connection between my birth, my parent's decision to name me what they did, my profession and my education. This brings me to the conclusion that fate is predetermined and like in Hindu mythology, is written by Brahma when someone is born. Example: My name is unique. I did my grads in Psychology. I then did my masters in HR (offshoot of following all the psychos). I then did the ultimate decision of joining an MNC in ............. beat it, BUSINESS DEVELOPMENT. So, I have the concept 'MAD' in my name, my education, my choice of career and all the milestone decisions of my life. Now, is it predetermined or what ? :-D

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