Was looking through some old pics. I try to do everything once in my life, within reasonable limits. Thank God "reasonable" is subjective. This was Phuket, March 06. I so need another holiday.
To quote one of my favourite books, Dune: "The beginning of terror is when we suspect our mortality. The end of terror is when we accept that we are mortal."
No wonder then, that I was petrified - 25, still invincible. But in the end my mind gave the command to override all primal instincts - to jump. And for the first 5 seconds every cell in my body screamed in impending annihilation. But immediately after, pure euphoria. Even on the recoil bounce, almost as high as a 20 storey building, I was laughing and screaming in joy.
As year's end approaches, I think I'm once more relinquishing my hold over my senses. How we fall prey to age-old cliches, ridiculing ourselves only because they are so painfully true. I think its time to take that leap of faith again.