” I was born rich and I’ll die super rich “

I’ve never ridden a bicycle because my father could afford more, and it was in my destiny. I started my college days with a brand-new Yezdi. It would be a lie if I say that I was born poor and that every moment brought me to this achievement in my life. I’ve heard this same story from many newbie and oldie entrepreneurs.

There can be ups and downs in life, but I can’t believe that every day of your life is hell.

I remember an incident when one night I was coming out of a hotel, and a beggar approached me asking for 10 rupees. I believe “if I have it, I can give it”. But before giving him 10 rupees, I asked him what he would do with the money. The beggar hesitated a bit, but then he spoke: he would drink a beer. I asked him, but 10 rupees would not be enough. He told me he would beg the remaining amount from others. Without further ado, I gave him 150 rupees for a beer and some snacks. The beggar was happy, and after 5 minutes, he passed in front of me with an extremely happy face, like he was the billionaire of the world today.

What I want to say is: don’t cry every moment. Live your life king-size. Achieve what you want. This poor, rich, literate, illiterate is just an excuse.