I had an epiphanic moment today...was solving some sums on probability and then ding! I had this sudden moment of clarity...what the hell was I doing studying for an MBA exam when all I really wanted to do was to write pages on modern literature and Eliot? But then again, had a chat with Mrugank...The MBA program will give me money...the creative writing course won't...
It's pathetic really...this drive for money....and then lots of it....money is what that drives this country.
Disgusting. Vile. And sad. So very sad. And the scariest part is, I am not even trying to break away from the system.