Saturday, October 8, 2011

Turned on Boulevard 26 with Automatic Mode!!

Et al,

Its been two days since i started feeling ancient, loosing hair quickly, some getting white, kids calling me uncle...Woaaahhh i turned 26!!! OMG, i cant believe , i still feel am a 20 year old , enjoying my college days with all the memories afresh. I think i need a makeover :P

It was 18 when i had decided i want to be an entrepreneur in my life, no matter what i do , what scale i do , i always thought i will be an entrepreneur. I had plans of starting my own company by the age i was 25 and here i am 26 Without Control. Its time i get aligned to my dreams and start building it, as they say its never too late :)

One thing which i have learnt is , once one gets into a white collar decent paying job. A layer of cushion starts wrapping up us and one becomes too lazy to get out the cushion and venture out alone. The risk appetite reduces and one looks forward to last day of the month for more cushion to be added in the bank account.

I think i need to get my thoughts aligned, come out of cushion as soon as possible, gobble up more risk and do what i have always dreamt to do. I have to switch the Automatic mode off and get onto Manual mode to get control and steer my car wherever i want and stop wherever i like :)

"Time to switch to Manual Mode ASAP"

Regards,
VD

4 comments:

Amit said...

As you put it 'The layer of cushion in a white collar job' does kill our dreams unknowingly in a fading manner. Some of us realize it when it is too late to look back. Aptly put.

Amit said...

As you put it 'The layer of cushion in a white collar job' does kill our dreams unknowingly in a fading manner. Some of us realize it when it is too late to look back. Aptly put.

Amit said...

As you put it 'The layer of cushion in a white collar job' does kill our dreams unknowingly in a fading manner. Some of us realize it when it is too late to look back. Aptly put

Amit said...

As you put it 'The layer of cushion in a white collar job' does kill our dreams unknowingly in a fading manner. Some of us realize it when it is too late to look back. Aptly put

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