Dinner @ Home
Life's journey, of constant searching for that gratifying meaning to life. What's in joy and glory that we can feel each day? The rising sun? The sound of pelting rain? Or the sweet numbing sensation of chocolates?
One thing's for certain. I cannot live life expecting roses everyday.
Sometimes they come, at the most unexpected moment, from the least expected people.
But the one who is supposed to deliver... disappointment again.
What do I do?
Life takes twists and turns expectedly. And in life, there comes a time where things are simply expected.
So there I was, happily cruising thru in a 2 wheeler, enjoying the bachelorhood and couldn't-care-less... to the day I had to switch to a 2 door ride. Add-on in techie, or in McD if you prefer.
There's the adjustment to deal with. A little tuning here and there is a requisite every now and then. Mood swings, temper tantrum... its all in the package. Take it or leave it.
I did a little pondering. It'll be great to have to do this for myself. That doesn't work this lifetime. Commitments and a duty to deliver pretty much sums of the path.
Certain I didn't make a mistake? I suppose I did have lots of silly stubborn mistakes. Some I just have to live with for awhile.
Finally it became clear. I deliver. I always deliver.
Tempers I can deal with. Tantrums I can live with. I have mine to share, so its only fair [then live's not always fair]. And now I embark on this path, one which I stand firm on not turning back.
6 days to go.
Wish me luck.
You all heard about the fuel subsidy for vehicles with smaller CC.
Here's what I heard, and a thought for you:
So now think on this.
The rich gets a loophole, the working class pays for it?