The Ultimate Schedule

Are some things just bound to happen?,like its in your life's playlist
some thing's or events that you just must experience,which are pre- planned and precise, with you having little or no control over them..does fate really exist? or is it an excuse for things we are too weak to control?
(A truly strange story that tingles the same question)


The Vengeful Bullet

Henry Ziegland thought he had dodged fate. In 1883, he broke off with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide.her brother was so enraged that he hunted down Ziegland and shot him. The brother, believing he had killed Ziegland, then turned his gun on himself and took his own life. But Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet, in fact, had only grazed his face and then lodged in a tree. Ziegland surely thought himself a lucky man. Some years later, however, Ziegland decided to cut down the large tree, which still had the bullet in it. The task seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with a few sticks of dynamite.The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland's head, killing him.

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(Ripley's Believe It or Not!)

Omg I Am Happy

A line from a famous nickleback song, it goes "something's gotta go wrong cause i am feeling too way damn good" and yeah life does tend to justify stuff this way.its smooth sailing for some time.and something unexpected suddenly happen's.if things seem to unfold in a very pleasing manner,very smoothly and without obstacles,and for too long. i start to wonder "Man ive got all the goodies now what's the cache Mr life".

here a little eg - day before yesterday evening, unlike so many evening's before, I was busy cleaning,polishing,tuning-up my bike after not using for quite some time.i shined up and tuned it up to perfection (actually it seemed better than it had ever been before),i was happy n prou for the work i did.all that was left to be done was taking it for a spin,so i got my key's and was off.zipping around traffic i got a true adrenaline pumped up feeling i was starving for.(but i was scared now IE. i felt too good and happy and was almost expecting something bad to happen.Ive had bad experiences of feeling too good on a two wheeler before).so i slowed down and rode home with caution.it was getting late,and dark.i reached home put the bike on stand.and as i was climbing up the stairs thought "phew i am home and still happy,maybe being happy inst wrong,maybe all my previous experiences wer just coincidences,Ok or maybe something may happen when i get in the house?" and at the exact same time i skipped a step lost my balance and licked the floor.spent the rest of the night and the next day in a bad mood and a bruised lip..
.so much so that now i am scared of being happy or doing things that make me feel happy, and this really really sucks,why does it have to be this way?...Bet if you pay little attention you too will notice that being very happy will lead to something bad that compensated for the extra happiness you felt..any way's be happy but try not to think about it .but if your sad try to remember how happy you were sometime back Aloha.