So have you ever had that sleep the perfects sleep with the perfect song booming in your ears ?
I fucking hate that
You cant go back to it you cant ever really achieve it .the second you et there its taken away , just like everything else you’ve ever tried to achieve . You want it , it wants you but its complicated , sometimes the timing isn’t right , sometimes the music is worthless because you forgot to dim the lights . Perfection in sleep cant be achieved .
Perfection being as unnatural as it is , breeds a whole new level of greed , it drives people to perfect their prose and try to be the guy/girl they always wanted to be .
And then theres Chetan Bhagat.
He’s a pass out of IIT and IIM And the guy writes like a horny 13 year old describing his interpretation of Christopher Nolan’s “inception”.
And don’t even get me started on the new wastage of paper that mister Bhagat calls a book.
Half girlfriend ?
Could you BE more clichéd ?