Why should I have to WORK for everything?! It’s like saying I don’t deserve it!

Existence isn't just temporary. Its pointless.


We go to school. Study for fourteen years.
Why?
To get into a college, so that we can study some more.
And then study some more for postgraduation.
And then work our asses off to be placed somewhere good.
And then keep working, to keep earning.
Life's a race. But it doesn't have to be.


Can't everyone just do what they love? For free?
People who love making clothes, make clothes. & just give them away.
People who love to cook, cook. & let me eat.
People who love to write, write. & I read.
People who love studying, study. & I do what I want.
People who love to draw and paint and sketch, draw and paint and sketch. & I ask them to make a sketch of me if they're good at it.
People who love to make others happy, make me happy. & I be happy.
People who love to sing, sing. & I listen.


What is it that I would love to do for the rest of my life?
Well, it hasn't dawned on me yet. So for now, I'll eat the food people would cook, wear the clothes they make, listen to the songs they sing, admire the paintings and sketches, take long walks on the beach, have ice cream everyday, travel, live in a big house with a large number of pets.

Would be a pretty meaningful life, wouldn't it?

Do You Believe In Fate?

Do you believe in fate?
Do you believe our actions are predestined?
That they cannot be avoided?
Its a scary thought, isn't it?
Remember that time you had an accident?
Well, it couldnt've been avoided. You were destined to have it.
Remember that time you topped?
You were destined to top.
Remember that time when you were grounded for a month because your mom caught you smoking?
It was your fate..desssstiny!
Haha.

Here's one of my very favourite quotes-
'Whether or not you believe in fate comes down to one thing-Who do you blame when things go wrong?'
When I flunk a test, I blame it on luck.
When I get good marks, I say its my hard work. 
When a relationship doesn't work, I say it wasn't meant to be
When it does, well..that hasn't happened yet but I'm sure when it does ..I'll say, 'Its all because of me' ;)

reality continues to ruin my life.

The perfect guy.
Does not exist.
True story.

to begin with.

I love to read, not write. Or so i thought. Before i decided to blog.

I find myself completely jobless these days. Its not like i dont have work. I do. I just dont want to do it. Why? because its not interesting enough.