Didn’t I collect my pucks?

       "ONE DAY IN MY LIFE"

 An individual being a bread winner of the family, makes himself as s machine to run over time to time, thinking I could be wrathful, if I am faithful to my account that I encounter such a people can be said as an industrial, but he sacrifices himself to the external world, which is uncomfortable task that many youngsters would feel so. He walks and runs at a time to just fill his stomach and his family. A men and women are called to be social animal of the world, where you and I never can be satisfied. Here I work for McDonalds as a part-time worker, the work I do there is not seems to be heavy, but merely hard for standing for an hours at a same place in taking an order. A co-worker from the restaurant asked me, are you satisfied of the work? Then I said to him, it is completely boring, because of my interest that varies due to the term of internal satisfaction. Writing one article satisfies me than standing for a minute with some other task, at the end “All is Well”, I realize and think for the money that, I need to collect for myself to be profitable than making an account of zero. This uninterested life teaches me every second about myself and my capability and makes me aware of totally what I am doing at the end.

      Problems in life are encountered, indeed come across to tell oneself, the road which you have chosen is right or wrong to travel. In life very often your desire navigates you to a land mark, that you are intending for, but the way you deserve depends upon the road you choose to travel. These pieces of information tell not only about filling our stomach through our wages, but to be successful as an achiever in the track of life. Money reminds you only two things in your life; they are “time” and “statues” that you belong but never satisfies you or stops for a minute to say,” it is all enough for my account”