Oh yes. I am melodramatic. Super melodramatic at times. I could only stay out of here for -counts- precisely I don't know for how many days. And I made it seem like 'now I'll be back only when am 40 and have 10 kids all screaming over the place'...
Anyway,
I wish to become a globetrotter. Someday.Somebody pay for my travel expenses and get me a column I could write for a newspaper sharing my travel experiences and earn crisp green paisa. This sounds the best thing to do. Then why aren't all of us 'globetrotters' ?
Or else.
I want to be a photographer. Don't snicker. I want to be one. Y'know, walk aimlessly around cities and countries with my camera. Take pictures of streets and buildings and food and old grandmommies, and old uncles and kids.And then have these kids run behind me calling me. Making me feel all important. Travel places, meet random people, click more pictures. Then go set up an exhibition of my pictures. And every newspaper will be applauding my talent. And you-know-what's-coming-next. I'll be famous!
Do I sound little juvenile?
Do I?
Fuck it.
