I wouldn't mind at all if you decided one fine day that I don't deserve to live anymore. But then, you will have to take up the burden of the misery of my life. You will also take the pain to understand the meaning of my seemingly meaningless existence. If it's all OK with you, then maybe we should meet up somewhere and sit down to sign the deal. I have nothing much to think over 'coz I have been pondering over these thoughts ever since I was born. I know I should have made the offer long time ago. But I thought, let's give life a chance to prove me wrong. It did not surprise me even a bit when I realised that I'm still right. For what more can you expect from misery wrapped up in superficial scum. Its quiet fascinating to note that in spite of our superior intelligence, we the smartest of all creations constantly refuse to understand the overestimated importance that we tend to attach to our lives. Or maybe we are a bunch of guinea pigs sent down to calculate the possibilities that might exist for some 'yet-to-come' higher race. Just imagine the futility of our over grown egos and mutually mutilating tendencies in order to reach short term selfish goals. Aren't we living in a dangerously complex fool's paradise? Yes, we are. Living a life filled with vague assumptions about the past based on which the fool foresees an unrealistic bright future for himself. Mankind's biggest misfortune is he himself. Marching ahead towards a bleak future saturated with nuclear waste and air filled with hostility.