Thoughts are endless

Where do you see yourself in next 10 years? he asked. I thought for a while. Well,I don't know...you tell me.I told him. How can I tell idiot! It's up to you.he  said. Where do you want to see me then? I asked. I want to see you as a successful person.he said. Who is successful?  I asked. People with lot of money are successful.he said after thinking for a while. Oh! How? I asked Don't ask such questions! he said But I want to know!  I protested. You can get everything if you've money.anything you want.anything you like.he said.   That's amazing.what should I do to get a lot of money? I asked. I told you.be successful. he said. How would I become successful?  I asked. Make money he repeated. How? And thus the cycle went on. **********************************************************

I'm a bookie.If you ask me what gift I want for something,my reply would be Books.loads and loads of em and I'll be really happy. I've read a lot of books but only some of them have touched my soul .others were just a one time read. We should really appreciate quality writers.not the kind of one's who write teen fictions mixed with  occassional romance and Masala,so as to attract young people.when we finish reading those books,we would be left with a sense of emptiness.like why in the world you chose to read that book.Trust me,it's a bad feeling when a book that you've brought and had taken a lot of time to read,finally fails to satisfy you and the story doesn't impress. I'm the kind of reader who get involved into the book deeply that I become one of the character,so the direction of the story affects me a lot.sometimes I'm happy,sometimes it makes me so sad that I can  see teardrops wetting the pages of the book I'm reading.I guess that's...