Satisfaction..nah you are joking!!

absurd it is..no doubt there could not be a worse topic to write upon.. thts the feeling that is pricking me as i type in every word here.. but i still go on punching on the keyboard aggravating the dissatisfaction every time.. satisfaction is something that i am dying to achieve..probably no other achievement falls above it and is actually rendered meaningless in the absence of it..
when i was 8 yrs and started to understand the world i was quite happy that my school, unlike others did not burden me with studies.. that happiness kept me ahead in class.. but maturity killed it all.. the envy of the "more mature" enjoying liberties in high school always infused the dissatisfaction.. i grew up some time later to fall into the "more mature" category... quite surprisngly there was no end to my agony.. the college goers were obviously better off when i had to strive to get into a good university which would paint a rosy future for me.. and once the painting is complete i touch down upon utopia... the train of time takes me to the next station of my life.. let me tell you if the great mathematicians drew a graph of satisfaction vs time for my life then they are sure to look for the maxima in this range.. yet at i wont call them mad if they searched the minimas too in this brief period.. einstien is correct on this sole point.. time does not pass at equal rates.. and beleive it or not this 20% of the time of my life lasted less than a meagre 2% for me.. is it because of the glimpses of complacency that i cherished during this time.. let us leave analysts to answer that.. to be continued