Restless and sleepless, thereby seeking comfort here.

I suck at holding on to my resolutions. I once resolved to become a vegetarian for a month and shamelessly broke it the very same evening.Thereafter, in one last effort I gathered vestiges of my dying will power and resolved to never resolve. My will power seems to grow leaner as I grow older.

Every night when I go to sleep, I think of infinite things that I want to do. It is a virtual world that I inhabit when I go to sleep and I am this awesome person who sticks to her decisions, resolutions, and goes without mentioning, is extremely disciplined in life. In one of those sleep-time-rambling-sessions I laid out a plan for my life. The plan was to work and earn money crazily till I am 30 and then quit the job, travel for a while. However, cliched it may sound, the plan was to ultimately come back to India and in some way contribute or work towards the upliftment of poor people.

And then the day breaks and the reality bites.