Get rich or die trying
In my early school years I was an average student carrying only the most modest dreams. As time passed however I began to achieve things that no one in my family had ever achieved before. Gradually, my parents started to see hope in me a possibility for our family to rise beyond the limits of the life they had known.
My grandfather started from nothing. We were dirt poor when he began working yet through sheer persistence and discipline he built a life of dignity and respect. He ensured that his children were educated and professionally established. I chose to complete their dream, I decided I would earn well and achieve what the world calls success for the people I love.
But ambition for me has always had a final destination. After I have completed my education after I have achieved what I set out to achieve and fulfilled my responsibilities I want to slow down. I want to turn my attention to the things that quietly matter to me, my writing and my thoughts. I imagine a quiet home nestled in a forest near a river. I see my loved ones there with me. I picture long unhurried days rain falling gently on the veranda, a cup of jaggery tea in my hands and I'll quietly rest my eyes and if in that moment even godji will ask me ki parth do you want the world? I'll humbly decline. Cuz the thing i wanted i already have it. <3
