If you're going to die...can I have your PC? :P

My Last Will:

Let it be known to all that I, Mohamed Shaafiee, hereby bequeath my PC (for specs please inquire) to Simon the Magnificent.

Manufacturer warranties, EOL limitations and MTBF periods apply.

You better stop coding and start this :)

A sad poem about death, suicide and depression. nice one. but i get the Camera ok.

hmm..dark.. but did ecstacy/joy/ happiness never find you? I'm sure it must have, at one point or the other.. its just that when the depression sinks in and the darkness fall that we grumble.. and ask why me!

I was talking to someone about the exact same thing tonight.. u know sometimes i think.. perhaps the norm and rule of life is for it to be hard.. perhaps that life wasnt supposed to be easy.. but we all expect to be easy and happy eh? 'suppose its happiness we need to cherish coz the norm.. is darkness..that lurches.. arund the underside of the belly??

Shanu: sounds like we're both on the same wavelength: life's perpetually depressing. Yes, you're right. It seems even more so when you're experiencing a bout of depression. Sometimes it's to the point where we think there's no coming back.

Worry not my dear Shanu, for I'm now on an even keel having made a new friend (see the post after this).

As for all you others with odd requests to mar my will, I've tentatively postponed my appointment with the lady in black.

Life is hard only in our thoughts. That's what The Blessed One said. I'm yet to believe her. I suppose we are all waiting to be rescued from some demon or other. I know I am.

words been put together...
to portray oneself to the other...
one wish that smitten the thoughts...
only if there were happier notes...