- To be able to sing like a nightingale (Ok maybe that's wanting a little too much);
- To be able to to dance without a care in the world;
- To play my guitar again;
- To be a geniuis;
- To win a Nobel Prize;
- To win the Oscar;
- To win a Grammy award;
- To be a star;
- To own a bright red Mercedes with black leather bucket seats (ya I'l probable swelter in the Delhi heat);
- To argue a case and create a landmark judgment which studets down the ages will have to have have to study (like Keshavanada Bharti and the Mardia judgments);
- To do my Doctorate and have a Doctor before my name;
- To end all the tears in the worl;
- To win a Booker Prize;
- To tell Matthew Perry "Dude you were sooooo cute in the first couple of seasons - what happned to you after that?"
- To make sure all the *&^%$#@#$ b**** get all their bitchiness returned to them with interest;
- To make up with some friends whom I lost out on vuz of my own stupidness and ego;
- To find some of my old friends;
- To read the latest Harry Potter soon to be released NOW;
- To write my own book (for which I get the Book prize and it also be a huge commercial success and I get oodles of money in royalty);
- To have a flat tummy;
- To not worry about putting on in the worng places;
- To be able to be confident and look peolpe in their eyes and say "You know shit";
- To get rid of all those
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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