I am a very successful man... I pursued my career like a maniac... and that made me very rich...
and ofcourse that made me famous too...
wherever i go, people turn back to look at me... there are articles about me in magazines... and guess what, i have heard that fathers ask their son to try and become as good as me... children run to me for my autographs...
In short everywhere i go... there is a crowd around me...
But at the end of the day when i go home there is no one to smile and open the door.. in the pursuit of my success i forgot about a very important ingredient of life... love...
and then i think ..
Whats the point....
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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