In finer print...

Okay this post is long due. I have repeatedly mentioned in many of my previous blogs that I love dogs and badly want a pet. But no, I don't think that is happening in this life. To make up for this void [100 ft deep or more I think!] I pet and play with other people's dogs. I don't mind stray dogs either. Lucky are those who have pets...I am jealous. 


So I get a call from my aunt. She is my gossip buddy actually and being so much older than me never stops me or her to burst into fits of giggles whenever we talk. We do this once in a while and its a lot of fun. But this time round she forgot to tell me something important. And what amuses me is this is something I should have known right away! Bah. But dad told me and took off right away...


And what is this all about? Well my aunt like me is a dog lover. Actually she is much more than that. She is an animal lover. Won't even hurt the rats that mess her garden...so beat that! Now she has had three dogs in the past and has …

Do we know? Always? That we are going to die someday? Or is it something that happens when you grow old and feel that yeah, I could be next? Does one want to be next? Confusing. My ma says killing yourself is the biggest sin ever and it is a cowardly act. I am not convinced. Nor have I ever thought of committing something like this. I know I won't do it. But what about those who don't want to live anymore? 


My Nani [maternal grandma] died last Wednesday. She had been suffering for a long time now. Hallucinations, Alzheimer [partially] and old age. In the recent past, she would always ask my ma whether ma had consulted the astrologer or not. But why an astrologer? She wanted to know when would her time come. She was sad. Old, frail and dependent like many grandparents become. 


I have a few pictures of her of when she was young. A beautiful lady and my ma takes after her. Its difficult to find resemblances in the same person now and then. Her death was very sudden. Sudden because …

I read this on Twitter recently:

Dear unknown uncle, Please don't die in Nigeria leaving behind your wealth to me.  We all miss you, especially because you are a millionaire.
Hilarious. Each day when I check my spam filter, I have a few mails which state the above. Some woman from Nigeria whose husband died leaving behind tons of wealth or some woman who wants monetary help located in some corner of the world. Some mails state that I have won a lottery of some huge amount and that too in pounds denomination! Seems like everyone is eager to get rid of their extra money and I am the new found heir to all of this! Alas, I am not interested. No moh maya for me. Or maybe I should be? What happens when I give them my mail id and bank account details? 
No clue, because I ain't giving any details! But the mails don't stop, do they? Nah. Recently my colleague received a mail stating that he had won 5,00,000 UK pounds! He was delirious...immediately announced that he is quitting his job!…