I wanted an easy life. A life devoid of pressures and expectations. Some time where I can just do what I want to do and, unless I wish it, it would not matter. There would be no more morning alarms and no more Monday blues. Instead I get admitted to the strictest and most prestigious institute which will ensure that the next 5 years of my life be full of hard work and meaning. Meaning for them, not for me.
People yearn for this option, I have no other choice.
Part of me wonders if this is what I really want. I do enjoy winning. This was the old dream. The one with yachts and mansions and fast cars and beautiful women. Is that which is coming true? But do I want that still?
Questions, questions, questions....that's all I hear these days. No answers.
I have no choice and frankly, I am not surprised. Life has never come easy to me. This is just another repetition. Question is, will I make better use if it this time?
People yearn for this option, I have no other choice.
Part of me wonders if this is what I really want. I do enjoy winning. This was the old dream. The one with yachts and mansions and fast cars and beautiful women. Is that which is coming true? But do I want that still?
Questions, questions, questions....that's all I hear these days. No answers.
I have no choice and frankly, I am not surprised. Life has never come easy to me. This is just another repetition. Question is, will I make better use if it this time?
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