New Skin

If you could spend the next year as someone radically different from the current ‘you’ – a member of a different species, someone from a different gender or generation etc. – who would you choose to be?

The question is so simple and so will be my answer.

I’d first be so glad for not having to be me, away from all the worries I face everyday. But, No! I don’t wish to be a member of a different species – no animals or birds or insects. I don’t wish to hunt down or get hunted to live my life cycle.

I’ll keep it short.

I choose to be dead.

Ha ha! Don’t ask me why am I saying the most craziest and the stupidest thing on a New Year.

I do have a reason for being dead – so that I can tell God the insane activities of the world just like the 3 year old Syrian boy who spoke those last words before he died – “I’m gonna tell God everything.”

Instead of living till eighty without any peace, I shall as well be dead and rest in peace.

Now, I make sense, right? 🙂