In Sri Lanka everyone gets their horoscope charted from the moment of
birth. One great-uncle of mine gravely trusted these oracles; never quite
shaking the curiosity to plot the exact day of his death.
Inevitably he was overcome with consternation. An arid day, Uncle spent it
all indoors believing he might avoid a fateful car crash. No doubt the
pressure of such morbid thoughts drove him to pass the balmy evening
outside, on the balcony, with a gin and tonic.
Certainty is normally bitter sweet. Grandma said a snake fell off the roof
adding, "These things happen in the tropics."
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