My morning starts with a vista view of the himalayas from my chair and hot cappuccino on my table
Its a holiday and I go on a drive on the long roads of Texas in my Lamborgini
I stop in the plains of Mongolia to lie down in the open
A glass of belgium wine in hand, I watch Dutch musicians celebrate life with Music
My child appears and wants me to take him to an evening football match in Manchester
From there I come home and my wife is ready with Coldplay night concert tickets in Norway
We call it a day and come to our suite in a resort in Mauritius.
And as one never wakes up in one's dream, I wake up in my home at Rahatni, PCMC.
