#The Braid Just today, I was chatting with a friend about my hopes for my own death. My plan is to go to Varanasi when my time comes, have my friends in India arrange a full Hindu death ritual for me, and finally, my ashes will return to the Ganges. I couldn't choose where I was born, and that has largely dictated a life of sorrow. If I were to die here in the Far East, I truly wouldn't find peace. To my surprise, tonight, right there in the movie, I saw the Ganges River in Varanasi. What a marvelously strange life!