No. I am not ready to die. I was intent on chewing a pencil when all of a sudden I noticed that the pencil had dwarfed itself. Oh my! It was me who had dealt its size a blow. I needed a whack for doing it. A notification on my mobile distracted me and I opened it to check. Oh no! Radha's husband had suffered a severe stroke and was scheduled to be operated upon in a couple of hours. Through the film of tears, I once again noticed the pencil that seemed similarly dejected. Oh God! Life had whacked me and the pencil seemed
