I want to be lazy, so lazy that laziness will
shy away from. Why do I need to get up early every day, drag myself to work and
do things I half believe in. I want to be lazy, crazy lazy just for a few days,
be a total and a hopeless bum. But to afford to do that I need to be rich so
please GOD please send a 20 million dollars (that enough for needs of a
luxurious life I think :D) post tax in my account so I can be lazy peacefully.
But the irony is, if I get that much money then I won't want to be lazy simply 'coz
I can afford to be lazy. So Lord my God, you don't want me to be lazy so please
give me 20 million dollars post tax ;)
Blank is the feeling and not so blunt are the words... Its like a gypsy with no mission and no where to reach, he only arrives and he only travels not chasing anything. No dreams to follow but is still a dreamer, no highs to reach but is still a bird that flies high. This he chose by choice but is felicity in sight? Its a question not only the gypsy but we all ought to ask. Its dubious, the answer; and makes him diffident on rationality of existence... Another gloam arrives and again the rage of the seeker is choked a little more...

Interestingly lazy.. ;)
ReplyDeletehaha...so we came down from $45 million
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