Rocky Dreamz

During our uniform days, i remember watching bollywood films and heapz of drew berrymore movies and had a rough idea of how i wanted my life to be. I had a blase attitude about the world and was pre-occupied in my happy little life with the road all set. I was well warned about the days ahead.

It has been 5 years since i wore an uniform, and everyone was indeed right. Who i am now showed no resemblance to the skinny girl with the grey uniform.

I actually blame it all on bollywood movies. It portrays life to be this perfect little present wrapped in a big red ribbon. Bull bloody shit. As you grow older, you realise, that it's no longer about the destiny, its about the moment. Life's always going to be shit, my life is always going to look better than yours and your life is always going to look better than mine. I guess it all comes down to priorities

1) Decent Education
2) Decent appearance
3) Good family and friends
4) Heaps of money

So it sorta becomes like a game, a routine. To achieve those goals, whilst at the same time you dont get lost in it, and not being able to sit back, and reflect. All we do is rush. Rush to clean the house, rush to do laundry, rush to get drunk, rush to finish assignments, rush to get to work, rush to get a certain tittle to our name before a certain age. ITs weird, if we're lucky, we get 80 years. And yet we choose to rush in order to rush somemore?

Well anywayz, there's wasnt a point to this entry, just trying to reflect..

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