There are times in life, when you just feel the urge to quit. Quit things that you've been trying for a long time. Quit things that you once adored. Quit the pleasures and the pains... Its wonderful to think about 'quitting', but for while. Reality bites a very very severe bite. Maybe I dont know what exactly I wish to write today. Perhaps I'm confused. Perhaps I'm not. Long back I'd a discrete plan of where I wished to be. How many of us can genuinely say they have achieved what they always dreamt of, without being manipulative. Back in my teens, I wished to be a child specialist, I wished to have a pet, I wished to have a boyfriend, I wished to succeed in everything (yea..King Midas touch). Neither of these happened. I look back now and I don't really regret missing out on any of these. Today, I wish want to achieve to my goals. I don't want to keep options. Neither do I want to be an option. I may sound aggressive, but that is how it is suppose to...