Difference between Childhood and the fucking Reality


In my childhood, I dreamt of becoming sitting under a/c, working by filling out forms and addressing people, also I dreamt of owning a cabin, which happened to become all the way in my hand. but I don't want this......I want to go back to the cozy comfort of home, amma, evening walk, my tree, little money, shopping to Kodaly, that's all I wanted for life...I don't want any of these.........any of these pleasantries which I am having now.........