Tuesday, June 10, 2008

When life is backward...

You start out dead.
You push away the top of the coffin and get yourself out of the graveyard.
Reading your name on the gravestone isn't as fun as reading it on your birth cert.
Your grandchildren, your sons, and your wife wipe away their tears and welcome you.
You go collect your medical report. The cancer tumor in your liver is gone.
Then you wake up looking at the mirror and start counting the wrinkles on your face.
It's time going back to work, you are the first in the office and everybody congratulates your retirement.
You work 40 years until you are young enough to enjoy your retirement.
But then you hear your little boy calling you papa.
Your wife is smiling at you and you know she is the best person you've ever met.
And then she smiles again with blush, and she says, 'Yes, I do.'
You kneel down with a ring in your hand and you're ready to propose to her.
You have been saving money for your new house.
All these years you've been working so hard and now you deserve a promotion.
Soon after the graduation ceremony, your family and unimates celebrate this happy day with you. It's been 4 complete years.
You are ready for high school when loads of exams make you nervous.
You go to primary school and your body shrinks to the size of a little child.
You play like there's no tomorrow, but then you feel like crying.
You cry out loud in the middle of the night because you are hungry.
Your mother quickly feeds you with breast milk.
But you don't care. You have no responsibilities and no commitment.
Finally you are tired of crying, you've decided to spend the last 9 months floating peacefully in your mother's womb.
Soon you think floating around is boring, so you turn yourself into a tiny little sperm.
You are a good swimmer and you swim happily with all your strength and energy.
You just realized you're not alone and there are many others around you who look alike.
But you know you gonna win!
And then, you finish off excitedly as an orgasm.

When life is backward, it seems so much better. It does not end in a sad way.

P/S: I make up the story above after reading a similar article in Chinese. Cat, don't you say I am a copycat.

2 comments:

coconino said...

why would u think i would call u a copycat? I knew it wasnt original when i read it. It was too good coming from u. hahahaha

:: Sam :: said...

This entry is a little translation cum a lot of make-up stories. I created my own story, k. The original is in Chinese and it's a complete diff ver of story. I found the concept interesting so i write it out.