I was travelling to Ambernath (don’t ask me why) yesterday (much against my mood, spoiling a cozy Saturday) when I came across a guy wearing a t-shirt with a Calvin cartoon which said
Which for some queer reason got me thinking why am I trying to achieve some things so hard in life? Is it that I don’t deserve them? Then suddenly I realized that inadvertently I tend to earn and prove myself worthy of something that I already have. It’s like getting a physical certificate as proof that I possess knowledge of some kind. Isn’t that weird? We seem to have fancy for proofs (read certificates) that endorse us for something we are unsure of (that’s exactly why we need evidence for).
The trip was okay except that I was bored CR has a better PA system than WR (at least you can understand what they say) and the trains are better maintained too (they had removed all the posters and ads stuck on the inside and the pan stains). The return journey was hectic as there was heavy rush in the evening (nothing new) and I ended up being squashed. Reached Home tired and crashed immediately.