long story short in 'my' thoughts..
Kanyakumari, INDIA
5:30PM
I am lying leisurely in the Deck chair of my Yacht, enjoying the view of the fleeting sunset, without worrying that I am going to die in some minutes, thinking about who I was and what I became.
According to my friend, I was found at the gate of my orphanage, where i was raised, but much to my dismay, the orphanage had to be closed due to financial crisis, and i, who was only 12, had to fight my way to the top of the World, and here I am world's richest person, I am damn sure my parents, who abandoned me would be crying the tears of blood seeing my success and would be surely regretting abandoning me(or so I thought)well there is twist in the story.
My family left me, but gave me an important part of the family heirloom and that is..is..THEIR MOTHERFUCKING CURSED GENES.They left me a genetic disease, according which I will definitely die at the age of 25.I came to know about these gene thingy at 21 and saying that I was only mad at my parents would be underestimation, I wanted them to literally die.You would say that you're taking this shit a little to far but, Do You Know how it feels when you keep working your ass off 18-18 hours for 7 years straight for that one presentation and when you finally got all done and just had to press that SAVE button, your boss comes and press the delete button???
Well not as bad as that, I've completely toured whole India and Japan, but still not being able to tour whole world creates a deep scar on my Heart.I just wanted a little more...
"..ir,Sir,Sir,please wake up documents are ready"jolting me awake from my thought was my sexy secretary, Hey!! It's not like that, i have changed many gold diggers, then also secretly eyeing my secretary last time I said,
"let me sign em' "
"Here they are.."
After reading the documents of the my property donation to the orphans of many,many,orphanages, I signed them, giving them back them back to my secretary I glanced at the watch 'huh? It's already 5:54'Doctors have already declared that I'd die at 6 pm of today. I've already done everything i can, and now the only thing remaining is my...
DEATH..
Clock was ticking,it's already 5:58, I was sweating buckets from nervousness.
Although I knew I would die, but knowing and experiencing is vastly different
5:59..
6:00.And I finally...DIED?? The expected pain never came I glanced at my watch It's already 6:00
I practically screamed at my secretary "Prepare the banquet at Indian Ocean's Pavillion and invite every BITC...."
6:01
And I finally dropped dead at my deck...
My secretary-"...."
My yacht Driver-"...."
Persons behind the secret drone recording me, which I did not allowed but ignored-"..."
It was pretty embarrasing to say the least
Meh,I'm dead,Your majesty is beyond the shackles of human emotions now, but again, or so I thought...