' who he earns most of something loses most of rest of the things..i ain't in for money.

every day is bestowed gift..everyday i taste life like a gourmet and analyze it like a connoisseur.. relishing on mouth watering delicacies melting in mouth..on fragrance of the fresh air....on the rain walk and winter chills..on seductive wine and hot sips of coffee...quenching my unending thirst to be satisfied..who has a time to count money, my clock is ticking.

as I walk on the lush green grass sensing its wetness from the morning dew.i smell roses in the garden.. i crave for moonlit walk and deep dive in oceans of pearls...every night i let happiness sink in from the life of day. . morning brings the new thirst and make my day a voluptuous magnificent occasion.

let all my sense relish the joy of everything that they lust for .let me make the life a celebration that is an awesome stunner.
I am not in the race.. i have won it, i am already on spending spree to satisfy all my thirsty senses ..to leave me with no more wills and wants. .. to culminate me in eternal moksha', said he, panting.