Pune experience---what I learned?

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It was vacations again and I had to again go hunting for a summer training/internship, the effect of last year’s Thailand internship was still fresh in my mind and in some corner of my mind I was completely convinced that it will be my worst 25 days outdoor experience! But wait? Why i had such stereotypical thoughts, maybe because I was not satisfied with myself or maybe I was once again expecting something more awesome than last year, the only comforting factor was that I was with some good friends.
So in between a depressing hostel, programmable logics, lots of Mc D burgers, junk gossip at skywalk (a small bridge in Mumbai pune highway) and frequent visits to Pune city their was a constant thought bugging my mind and what was it!?
“Life sucks if you don’t have enough money”
Whatever people may say and think, this desperate world revolves around money and it’s a universal truth and I don’t care about people who Brag about morality in this case, because I am sure they are also feeding their stomach with their loud mouth! Anyways not to sway away from the topic, such thought engulfed me because everyday’s expenses were like a meteorite shower in my pocket. I know I could have curbed a lot of them by not drinking coffee regularly at CCD or Barista or by not watching too many movies or by not roaming around in different malls just for one or two eye candies!?But why should I not have all these materialistic delights?! After all I am all proud “Jawan chhokra”
So what did I learn?
Whatever I do or wherever I go one thing is for sure that I have to earn good or rather a large sum of money so that I don’t have the guilt feeling when I spend Rs 110 for a cup of coffee or go to a nice cafe/bar for Rs 1000.Although it sounds dreamy and filthy but in the end who doesn’t want a lavish life?! Who wants to care about what others say? And who doesn’t want to do what they always wanted to do? Yes dude!..its all about money! You have the paper with Gandhi’s smile; you have the world at your feet! So work hard be rich and be proud!..That’s the way to goooo!!

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