My Bucket List (Prologue)

‘Is it too early to be making such a wish list?’, i ask myself. Wasn’t Jack Nicholson a cancer patient in his seventies and about to die in 3 months when he decided to make his list in The Bucket List.Maybe. Maybe not. There are moments, usually before i go to sleep at night, when i lay down and think…I’ve lived a quarter of a century already, completed 2 degrees, worked for 2 years, made a lot of great friends along the way, gained a lot of weight, began a love-hate relationship with saddi Dilli, watched a ton of movies, started blogging, etc etc etc. But how many moments in my life do i actually wish i could live over again, places i wish i could be to once more, crazy things i wish i could do again? Three, four, five maybe. Is that it? Is that what my life’s been worth so far?

There’s obviously no point lamenting. I can’t change the past. But i can most certainly look forward to a brighter, or rather a more sprightly future. Starting today, i’ll be putting up a list of things i wish to do and places i wish to visit before the bucket eventually gets kicked from under my feet!