Life...

You are born...first thing that you do is fucking cry...then you grow up...every one likes you when you are a baby...they adore you...according to people "You are the most wonderful" thing ever....you don't know any kinda shit going around you....you grow up a little...you start knowing things...you know whats right and what wrong...you like doing what is wrong...you start getting into this vicious phase and all you hear, read or experience are words and things like education, school, porn, college, engineering, medicine, MBA, IIT, IIM, cricket, sports, football, ciggerttes, beer, whiskey, scotch ...at the same time...you want to have female/male attention...so that you look cool and you are the guy/gal with a BF/GF....then in the next phase you hear things like computers, Oracle, Infosys, Google, Microsoft, databases, Project Management, Java, coding, scripting, F1 visa, GRE, TOEFL, H1B-visa, L1 visa, green card, voter Id, drivers license, environment, MD, MS, working 9-5, weekend parties, daaru, shaaru, movie, shuvi.......buy every fucking gadget out there...buy fancy fucking stuff like phones, watches, PS3,....and If you are still in a relationship and its going good you get married...If you broke up...you cry, think that you have the worst possible life out there....bitch about life and bitch about every motherfucking thing in this world, drink youself to death.....and then you come out of it...and then get married because you want a partner...you want a "Sahara (Hindi word.. not the desert), companionship, someone whom you can spend time with, He/She is the one"....Life is great....you are happily married, you quit smoking, quit drinking, you eat healthy, low cholestrol, high protein, high carbs...drink only during parties...you turn into a social fucking animal...do everything according to fucking society ...you buy a fucking car, you buy a fucking house, start a fucking savings a/c with your wife..you buy fucking furniture from IKEA, you buy a big fucking ass TV, Home theater system....you go outside the country for vacation every year (If you got enough money)......after few years...you have kids.......you feel happy...you start changing diapers...clean up their shit....and they start to talk....and they grow up...ask all stupid questions....they grow up little more...you upgrade your house..upgrade your car to SUV or Van...you take a mortgage on your home, start worrying about school and college for kids, they grow up into adults and get into jobs...you hate your job...you want to quit...but you can't... you have big fucking mortage, loans and what not...so you keep on working...your children get married...you have thanks giving, christmas (Dusheera, diwali for desi's) dinners...you kids visit you during long weeknds...your kids have kids...you are a grandpa/ma...you start getting diseases...your kids start ignoring you...they are busy with their lifes...you are fucking old...you can't do things without anyones help...eventually you fucking die...

Do what you want to....untill u realize its too late...

See ya'all next time...