How do you think you'll die?
I don't know, 'haven't thought about it. You?
Unflinching: Assassinated. For sure.
What rubbish, who's going to assassinate you. You're just too much in love with Benazir.
No, it's not that. Getting bumped off may not be painless, but it'll be quick.
So will drowning. Odd litre in your lung, some desperate gasping, and you're gone. But you know what, I just saw Meredith struggle last night on Grey's, and water in lungs doesn't sound like a very happy situation. Terrible episode by the way.
I could commit suicide. What say?
I don't know.
What, too cowardly?
No.. I'm sure you could, but unsettled soul and all that. Aatma bhadke gi.
Haan.. woh toh hai. So then, car crash? Lodhi road, drunk driving, another one bites the dust?
Maybe. Who knows.
Or I could go like Diana.
Ooh chased by the pap, yes. I like!
..Making headlines in my last moment of glory!
Settled. You get assassinated, I'll go like Diana. If we get bumped off 'the same day, sigh, well then cheers to fatal coincidences and timely friendships. We'll just slug it out over who gets more newsprint.