one fine day....

maybe i will strive to be a businessman in future. i will be kept busy everyday. busy to make money. busy to make decisions. and maybe investment. i will eventually make lots and lots of money. i will be able to afford all the stuff i can think of now. i will buy a unit at straits garden. i will buy myself a nice car. i will buy and collect all the exotic guitars in the world. i will own the best guitar.

but. if that day ever come. i dont think i will have time to even play the guitar. which is quite sad. so what if i have the world's finest made guitar.?

but. i am rich. i will give my mother alot of money every month. she can be whatever she wants to do with it. as long as she is happy. and my wife. i will strive to make her the happiest woman on earth. and my kids. they will be proud to have a rich papa like me. but they are most probably going to be some spoilt brats. with no sense of pity and kinda stuff.

one fine day....
my business collapse because of some reason....

shit happens all the time.... what to do with it.?
i got no idea.
maybe being damn freaking rich is not such a good idea after all.