In the beginning...

In the beginning.. there was a whiny 17 year old who looked back on his 17 years of life....pondering.... what has come of my 17 years of existence?.....

hmmm, letsee.... no patents... well, can't compare myself to Thomas Edison...
hmm, hardly a million in my Bank Account... ain't no Richard Branson either..
discovered new worlds?.... erh... does puberty count?...

so this 17 year old ponders what is to come of his life. Will he be sitting in front of the PC, 20 years form now, typing the very same thing he typed 20 years ago, or will he be writing memoirs of his success story, publish a book, with the words 'HOW I MADE IT' emblazoned on the cover...
ahhh, yes... fantasy... hmhmhmh

unfortunately, life isn't made for those who dream.. bummer.

so, feeling as if he has wasted his life on school work, and dabbling in NGO work, this 17 year old says to himself, 'i wanna be different' but how does one be different? In his 17 year old mind, he processes thoughts based on his 17 years of experience and decides...' hey, if i wanna be different, then i wanna be rich' well, simple ain't it? Sure, i mean if others can do it, why not this 17 year old.

But now that the questions have been answered... one more remains...

'HOW THE HELL DO I GET RICH??'

to be continued....