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 Alright, buckle up, folks. We’re diving headfirst into an age-old debate that makes zero sense but somehow lives rent-free in everyone's head: Should teachers earn more than actors? Spoiler alert: YES. Obviously. But let’s unpack this with the chaotic energy it deserves, shall we? The Uncanny Comparison: Why Are We Even Debating This? Who decided this was a fair comparison? It’s like asking, "Who’s more important, the person who teaches your kid math or the person who pretends to be a superhero on screen?" I love a good masala flick as much as the next guy, but no Bollywood star ever taught me how to do long division or helped me decipher Shakespeare. Imagine if teachers got the kind of fanfare actors do. A teacher explains Pythagoras, and the class erupts into cheers like they just watched Salman Khan rip his shirt off. But nope, instead, they get eye-rolls, stress headaches, and salaries that can barely cover a Domino’s pizza party for one. What Do Teachers Actually ...

 Alright, gather around, folks. It’s time we had the talk . No, not the birds and the bees—that’s awkward enough without me involved. I’m talking about the Good Morning Crisis of the 21st Century . Every day, thousands of innocent WhatsApp users are bombarded with a deluge of sunrises, flowers, and motivational quotes that reek of stock photo energy. It’s a problem we need to address… yesterday. "Good Morning": The Most Pointless Two Words Ever Invented Let’s just break it down. The phrase "Good morning" is essentially a verbal check engine light . It’s there, it’s polite, but does it actually serve a purpose? No. We’ve all collectively decided to keep using it out of habit, like hanging onto your uncle’s old VHS collection even though you don’t even own a VHS player anymore. And on WhatsApp? Oh boy. It’s like "Good Morning" has been put on steroids, handed a megaphone, and unleashed into every family group chat. And let’s be real: do we actually feel bet...

 Alright, let’s just cut to the chase: if you’re reading this blog, you’ve already proven something monumental. No, you’re not just awesome—you’re the Olympic gold medalist of being awesome. You’ve unlocked a level of cool that mere mortals can only dream about. The rest of the internet is stuck reading boring stuff like “10 Ways to Fold a Fitted Sheet” or “Why You Should Care About Cabbage,” but you? You’re here. With me. On this exclusive, invite-only ride into a world of awesomeness. Why This Blog Is a Secret IQ Test Reading this blog is like walking into a secret society. But instead of secret handshakes and ominous Latin mottos, the only requirement is being cool enough to find this blog . And let me tell you, if you made it here, you’re part of the chosen few. The elite. The crème de la crème. Think about it: did you see anyone else in the room when you clicked this link? No? That’s because the universe itself whispered to you, “Psst… This blog is for you.” And you listened...