10:30 p.m.
I believe I will always succeed. There will always be money. So, for Lal, I see somebody who is in trouble. I have a choice, as I always do. I choose to save him, not to "kill" him.
I think I'm plagued in my mind with flashbacks the same way I think of songs. Or whatever else. It's deleterious. Suffocating.
But I see clearly after the fog of hate leaves. I think positively, constructively.
I think it's possible to save Lal uncle too. There is no need to harm them.
I don't care about money. It doesn't drive me. I am not even concerned by what I can buy with money. It doesn't motivate me either.
This Lal guy, I don't genuinely want to see him commit suicide in guilt. What happened to Jeffrey Epstein wasn't correct. Death is not a solution. Even Osama Bin Laden, if he was captured, he would've been a better asset to the US than to have killed him. There are more solutions, better, more effective.
I want to be judged by how I treat my enemies. I want to be as great as my enemies say I am.
