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What I want from my life is a very difficult question I ask myself every now and then. Do I want a moderate salary and a good wife  or do I want to be at some very good post or do I want to become a teacher ?.And mind you, there is no pressure from anybody. Why each one of the options whether written above or just cooked up in  my head allures me to the same extent ? Some are very good for the money they give,some are very good for the charm and some I don't know.There seems to be a blurred picture vexing me 24*7.Sometimes I am relieved that Ok! look I have decided what I want to do but after sometime I am again back to square one. For a long time now , I am searching for an answer but there is no way out .Some of my friends tell me Do this and some,  Do that making me more and more confused. Its not their fault ,they just see in future an exaggeration of a miniature quality in me.  Am I the person with no goal in my life or is it just being too flexible. I don't know where this thinking will lead me to but I am already feeling its repurcussions and I can't help it. I am pouring my heart out just to make sure if my writing and thoughts are in concordance. I hope that my writing remains  the permanent weapon in my arsenal.

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