Vitamin Z > Vitamin M

I once asked my boss what his childhood dream was. Before i reveal his answer, let me prep you up. He's the co-founder of a unicorn. A unicorn is a startup that is valued at at least $1 billion. For the record, there are only 166 unicorns in this world right now. Furthermore, he's at the helm of the only desi app that has gone global. There's no doubt he's an accomplished individual but coming back to the question, his answer was far from memoir-ish. On the contrary, it was as simple as it could have been. He said he didn't have a dream as such. All he wanted to do was make enough money so that he doesn't have to depend (financially) on his folks. He didn't tell me whether he always wanted to do something on his own. However, let's not assume he had the entrepreneurial streak in him from his early days on. Let's forget he's a Punjabi Bania, from a community well regarded for its business acumen. Let's overlook the fact that he went to the finest college in the country. Let's just focus on one thing: he managed to do much more than his initial plans and that achievement can't be evaluated in money. 

Sometimes, the finest lessons greet us without any make-up. The bigger question is, would we learn something from them?

Life of his own

He knew not how to sin
or how to break hearts in twain
all he did was spoke his mind
and left the devil to win,

he went alone in and deep
he cried but laughing was his meat
enjoyed the voice of shreking smile
rather than stay calm as clam,

he rose with the sun
and slept with the moon,
toiled with the breeze
and sweat in the noon

he was not what folks made
he stood for right and plain
had no reason to do otherwise
he told no truth, he told no lies,

he was well aware of death
and all the reasons it takes
but still he wanted to do his best
to keep his chin up while he's dead.

Just another day

Waking up with alarm ringing and the sound slowly seeping into your dream, all you want to do is stay unperturbed , as if these mundane obligation won't touch you in any way but it always does. Then the same vituperative discussion on future -whats my validity or in some words, am i going earn something or not?...endless dream of playing soccer in Old Trafford or serve-volleying Federer or sharing screen with De Niro or more feasibly, travel alone in a train compartment with no crowd around you breathing right into your lungs! These idyllic prespectives supports a kind of buoyancy which in turn works both end- you dream as if dreaming helps you stay afloat of all undying tension or stand confronted with queries that substantiates your diminshing chance of making it subtly unique in society. I don't know about others. Some worked their loin down till they were weary but achieved what they wanted in life but thats not the same with everyone else. Sometimes you want to jump off the board & experience destruction or just feel the gush of life in that moment.... may be I'm wrong but that's the truth!