Nevergirl’s

My sister is staying with us for the next four days and as may be expected of siblings who rarely get to see each other (except for our regular Christmas and All Souls Day visits), we spent most of our time glued to each other’s hips. Last night, in between discussions of how my delayed intake of prenatal multivitamin could have affected Alex’s mental development, we watched I Am Legend on DVD. I learned a few life lessons from the film.

One, it’s rarely wise NOT to jump on the bandwagon. If you wake up one day and find your family, friends, neighbors and three-quarters of the population mysteriously turning into zombies, do not fight the inevitable. Do not run. Do not hide. No matter what you do, you will end up a zombie. Trust me on this.

Besides, what’s there to gain from being the only human in a city of zombies? As ill-mannered and horrid-looking zombies are, their number ensures they’d have more avenues for socialization than you.

My second realization is this: the human race is always facing extinction, if not from cancer, anthrax, or terrorists, then in the hands of annoyingly flab-free zombies. On a related note, why don’t we ever see chubby zombies? Does zombification entail so much fat-burning the half-dead end up looking ugly but very, very toned? You have to give credit to humans, though. For a species that’s always being bombed, conquered, eaten, we continue to flourish like mushrooms.

Zombies and gory films aside, I hope my sister gets to visit us more. I miss her, and it’s only when she’s around that I realize how badly starved for company I really am.

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