Why? What? When? Where? How?

Its been two months since I posted a blog. My time was squandered in fighting and arguing with the work-ass-holics nearly every day at the office. That made me ponder . . .

What exactly am I trying to achieve through this job? 

Yes, sure, it makes me independent. The experience and stance are all bloody core - MECHANICAL. 

But at the bottom of my heart I want to grow bigger and get the hell out of this place before time and age get better of me. Reading this, some of my friends will curse me. I have a job and I 'm not being grateful. Well that's not the case. I AM GRATEFUL but at the same time WISER too.I have realized that I have a set number of days to do whatever I wish to. Being grateful doesn't necessarily mean being content, right? So I am not content and will not be until . . .

I go places, experience a new leash of education, visit the unknown, be an author, be a cartoonist, make her realize how much I loved her and what she lost, live so many characters and partake in adventures that would make even Bear Grylls feel puny. So many things in one life. Of course my ultimate aim still remains to be Lamborghini.

I don't know why I wrote all this non-sense. But I felt like expelling things that have been churning my mind for the last couple of weeks. May be to commit myself and become stronger. So many questions aris out of this, but I am in no mood to answer.

In the background - NUMB - Linking Park.