I don't mean to sound cynical.
But i don't want to die!
Not yet.
And not in a plane crash.
I don't want to cross over to the other side missing some extremity or mutilated or disfigured.
Turbluence en route.
Deteoriating weather conditions.
I don't know why we still fly to Phuket.
And I can't help with the paranoia knowing disaster strikes thrice.
It certainly doesn't help looking at the crash site with unyielding thoughts that play in your mind incessantly.
I'll never forget how thunderous applause roared through the cabin when we landed safely.
For that two hours, I don't think I've ever prayed so hard.
To live.
7 comments:
erm you make "go fuck spider la" sound so profound. anyways mr vasantham's either deleted the blog, or changed the add.
i fly about 4 times a year. And each time i do i look forward to the movies. i hate using the toilet because i fear being sucked into the toilet bowl (no seriously). and i look forward to the kebayas. the worst i've experienced was the pilot telling us through the announcement system that one of the engines was down and then us suddenly dropping. it was like free fall. i don't know why, but the only thing i thought at that time was 'shit, if we make an emergency landing i'll miss the first day of uni!'. no flashbacks.no thanks mum and dad.no gf i love u. no god save me. i take it for granted i'll live forever and that only old people die. we came back up again of cos.
by the way, when ppl cross over, they look their best. flawless skin, shiny hair, natural glow, nice clothes. haven't you been watching any movies?? i think it's the pure white background that does it.
you may think, doesn't this person get away from the comp ever? well this blog's my break whilst in the midst of a few essays.uni's been out. thought i'd hang around. plus, i think it's rude to read and not leave a comment.
raj: he did what?! so the bloke couldn't deal? enunch.
i wish i wore a kebaya. the crap we're clad in is so not flattering. it looks like some robe you wear lying warded in some hospital.
from the sound of it i'm guessing you're not in singapore eh?
anyway that's not what i heard.
version one: there exists different colored ghosts: red for vengence, blue for unfulfilled desires, white and black are harmless or something along that vein.
version 2: if we die an unexpected death we lurk around with all the deformities until we fulfil our last wishes on earth and then we step into the bright light, magnificent and whole. too much of 'ghost whisperer'.
well then again we'd never know.
heyho.i'm back again.i've become an ardent fan of your blog now.definitely not as much as Raj tho.haha.blame your use of vocabulary for that!haha.anyhoo.i was rather taken aback when you mentioned that mr copycat was a mediacorp star.the nerve of him.and to use your name and tag.tsk tsk.i guess that's proving the saying about celebs.what you see,is SURELY NOT what you get.well,in mr copycat's case i guess.and the flying experience was rather interesting.ever had your life flash before your eyes?
'nise.
'nise: Hello! You came back! That's so nice of you. :) But as you can see my posts haven't been anything fabulous of late. It's all inane rants really. Oh well he wasn't such a sight to begin with. haha. anyway he's out of the picture! not that he was ever in it.
oh no i haven't had any near death experiences and i'm keeping my fingers crossed that I never do!
man you pple have been watching too many ghost movies and tv shows...haha..anyway great to know u are still in one piece..when in the air this kinda things are bound to happen la...just think they should delay ot not take off if the weather is really that bad..
'nise: fan? really..fan?
raj: okay la, no need to get so defensive. relax dude.
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