People speculated about how the world would end for eons. From the moment of its birth, mankind sensed its death. But when the end came, it wasn’t with a bang or a whimper but with an almost imperceptible whisper lost against the background noise of life. In my case, it was the restless murmur of 200 wedding guests and a compilation of Ozzy Osbourne‘s greatest hits. My Uncle Jimbo had commandeered the deejay booth halfway through the reception.