See him talk about it on the Oprah show here.
Of course, I take these things literally. And I believe in these. And thus, I wrote on an index card that by the end of the financial year 2018-19, I will be a dollar millionaire. And I kept that in my wallet. Here. See...
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And before you jump out of your seats, no, I am not a dollar millionaire.
Today, the FY1819 has officially ended and I am worth a few thousand. Rupees, not dollars. Thousands, not lakhs, not millions.
It's a sort of anti-climax. I was supposed to be rich and affluent and wealthy and impactful and valuable and an enabler and all that. And here I am. Whining about how I did not make my mil.
But then, like I know, this too shall pass. The feeling of being the biggest loser shall pass.
And thanks to some insane music, it has passed already. As I write this, I am listening to Robaroo. Here. Go trip. When you're done, listen to this. Meethi Boliyan. Among the most heart-warming pieces of art.
And thanks to this, I have a new ambition.
A new goal.
That of 5 mil. By end of FY 2019-20.
Yet again, I am gonna keep it in my wallet. Wish me luck :)