2024-02-28
I don’t want to go back to India so I can have freedom.
I want to go to usa because of culture to fuck(get validation from) white chicks and be my non-religious self.
But that is possible in Bandra as well.
Money will buy freedom.
Earn money. Go to Mira Road to Dahisar, then to Goregaon, then to Bandra.
Then EB1 to USA.
Business will free you to do whatever and whoever you want.
Staying in NZ or USA after studies beholden to a job is comfortable complacency. And to get there you will have to be broke and study shit that will not help you for 3 to 4 years.
You are sticking insteading of twisting. Sacrifice.
Everything that you want is on the other side of what you are not willing to give up. Nice food, forward culture, freedom from parents, a safety net.
Fuck. Your mother has a business. She pays for promotion. She gets 2.5x ROAS. You can beat that. You know you can. Thommas Gonnet showed you how to get 17x ROAS. Come on now. Its your mother. You have unfettered access to her business. She knows exactly what the customer wants. These 2 things combined, your ad can have killer effeciency.
Just fucking start.
Slog now. Max out hours and savings. Go to India. Business with the money you saved. You can go to USA if you run out of money, AND you can write an epic Common App Essay.
Mindset was so good pre-Roof, pre-social. I trained and rode for the sake of it. Derived slf-respect from input, was humble because I was always trying to get better. The progress and constant challenge and constant inadequacy made me humble.
I only did things that would make me a faster mountain biker, I made those decisions effortlessly. I am gong back to that slowly slowly.
The people around me around not playing the same game, so if I compare mytself to them, I win by deflt so I have only pyself to compare to.
Slowly becoming more humble, more stoic, more self-sufficient.