Every one has had a dream when they were kids...what they wanted to do...what they wanted to be. I too had such a dream...not of any specific job or career. Imagine my surprise when I came across this strip from C&H. One more reason why I believe that Bill watterson is a pseudonym my dad uses...come on, the kid is just like me.
That's exactly what i wanted to be when i grew up. Filthy rich. No idea as to how i am going to get there. Just wanted to get there and get there fast. I didnt grow up drooling on careers like astronaut, cowboy but instead just thought how great it would be to filthy rich. Just to spend on things i never would need. The material objects never interested me but rather drooled on the power to be able to buy anything i wanted, everything that i would want, not to have any wants only.
Hmmmm twenty years later, here i am. I have definitely made my first million. But the only problem is that i am right now in the midst of spending my third million. So the doubt arises whether i am a millionaire.( for sake of simplicity, my million is not one million dollars but rather 10 lac rupees.) I have been slogging at a broken drown rollercoaster of a career for almost a decade now.
Did i turn out the way that i wanted it too? Do i regret the way my life is right now? If ever there is a question that was relative and ever-changing, this was it. Some days you feel that you have stuck to the plan and on other days you feel like Danny glover in the movie Lethal weapon 2. Here is a snap to remind you of what i am talking about.
You just dont have any control on whatever cr*p you do...
Anyways i believe that there are still some more years left in me, before i could make my childhood dreams...and i still believe there is some more time for my dad too ...hee hee. love you, Pop.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
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oh damn! This post reminds me too much abt Ani. He wants to be filthy rich but not made any plans towards achieving it :| hope he does somethin abt it. I'm not greedy, but wd love to start my day with a nice hot jaccuzi. He looks at me n i look at me n i look at him n when we both turn to look at Sure, he looks toward the sky, wishing god can arrange hot showers too. It'd come cheap no doubt :) good, humorous post. *bows*
Ha Ha...i pity Sure..just like i pity my dad...can only hope my kid ain't going to be like that...but knowing me, he wouldnt want to be a millionaire but a trillionaire and he or she would possibly sue me if i didnt deliver...
That's a good one!!!
your kids are definitely going to sue you :P u spend half your salary in the parlours styling your hair :))
naana? varushathukku rendu thadava than naan mudi vetren...come on...barely 2k per year i spend on grooming...u dont talk about that, you granny...i will make sure my kids pester you too...
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