A Game of Tag

I have been Tagged by Rachel to write 7 strange/random things about myself. It was really difficult. First to think of them. Second to muster up courage to declare them! Here they are:

1. I am addicted to games. I don't own a wii or a DS. The last gaming unit I owned was the old style Nintendo bought in 1990 which had Mario Brothers and the duck/clay shooting thing. I also had a hand held Peanuts Tennis video game and a falling-fish-to-catch-in-the-pot video game, but they were forcibly gifted to cousins before I could have enough of them. It was so long ago that I don't even remember if those video games had a special name.. But I don't dare buy any new units because I know of my addiction. Already I could waste all my valuable time playing on the computer or my mobile, and that too without much guilt. Sometimes I bribe myself to work straight for an hour to get to play one game of mah jong to get my work done.

2. I have visions of head banging to heavy metal inside the Metro. I have come close to doing it, but I think it will just look very foolish and make people stare more than they already do. And staring faces always take the fun out of anything..

3. I am revolted by the sound of burping. More disgusted by it than any other sound in the world! Especially while I am eating, and if someone burps, I just can't eat anymore. I have to start counting in my head or think nice thoughts before my world gets back to normal. And in my joint family's house, most of my uncles burp very loudly. They also try to mask it by saying 'omm' at the same time (this is one those North Indian things..).It just drives me nuts!

4. I think about death quite a lot. So, I know the exact way I would commit suicide if I had to. I would simple walk into the sea. (I know, very Virginia Woolf of me.. ) I would wear some white-coloured cotton outfit and the single conch shell necklace I made. I would be reciting "Death be not Proud" by John Donne. And I would have taken some sleeping pills before to ease the struggle with water to breathe...

this brings me to the fifth one:

5. If I don't commit suicide before I die, I want to have a burial at sea after I die. I don't want to be cremated, nor do I want to be buried in the earth. I want my body to be slipped into the sea not covered in any bag or coffin. I know the thought of being fish-food is kinda scary, but aren't being burned up or locked up for eternity in a box equally bad? Once dead I can hardly know pain, so I take the ecologically best solution.
Oh, I also want a recitation of "Death be not Proud" for my 'funeral'.

6. I am intrigued by incest. I wonder whether it is really wrong. I think it is, but what if its OK as long as it doesn't end up with biological reproduction of a monstrous being.. Just the same with sexual promiscuity. I think it might be wrong but heck! it is so interesting. Stories about both revolt and at the same time delight (in terms of complexity - not pornographic delight...). This ambiguity for me is highly interesting. It gets me all confused and my 'morals' go topsy-turvy. I don't have a brother, so maybe that's why incest seems OK in theory (maybe... perhaps...). I really can't say... But I love the debate.

7. Last. I am a collector. I love collecting things. Stamps, coins, rocks, shells, countries, books, movies, audio albums, stickers, stationery, greeting cards, you name it. I thinks its like the same compulsion that makes me want to make lists and organise things. If I have one thing, how many of its various kinds can be possible to be grouped together? It's like an insane drive to have and possess. But I am highly proud of my stamp collection nonetheless. And whoever inherits it after I die must take great care of it! :)

That's the list. Now, I tag Isa, Varsha, Rajarshi, Elina, and Liz. Keep it going people!