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Success is paper goal to me right now. I know most of the regrets in life come from not accomplishing much but the more I'm growing the more I'm getting tired of this cliche.

I know my parents are going to spend tons of money over my education and I swear if I were in America I would have taken the job of a waiter or be a librarian or just be a youtuber for living. I honestly don't have any higher goals in life, I just want to be loved and cared like a baby. This sounds so immature but seriously these days I've been craving for love and positive vibes. I can finance myself when the time comes. I always choose the easy way possible in life, which will lead to a very few accomplishments but I don't care. I can silently work hard and get a dream fulfilled but ultimately it won't matter to me much, Dreams are constant.

Literacy just feeds the soul not the stomach. But it has so many valuable aspects that none can deny. See for Tagore. Did he care for any degrees? No he just educated himself with knowledge that are not to be taught in the first place; you have to seek them yourself. You have to go out there and find the passion in your life not the opportunities that a famous institute has to offer. And speaking of institutions, they only create a boundary for your knowledge which I passionately DON'T SUPPORT.  I think that you can learn anything at any age if you just have the fascination and patience for it. And I kind of like opened that door of improvement. And I wouldn't say, watching movies or reading novels in my school life was a waste of time. I learned so many things from it. I learned how unique I could be with those knowledge I gained from those books and technology offered. And maybe the studious people I know, will shine in life and boast like a charm before me but I can assure you I'll never salute them for their achievements. They will only earn the respect from me, by their humanity;not by the number of their medals.

Although I have a higher purpose now.I'd rather say in Whitman's words- I plan a perpetual journey.  








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