Look, I know autonomy because I live it every day. I am not scheduled by any boss — I wake up when I want, I take the route I want, I refuse the passenger I want. But this autonomy costs me. Some days I make two thousand, some days eight hundred. My daughter's school fees don't care about my freedom. A man who works for a company, he gets his paycheck on the fifteenth whether he worked hard or slept — that is scheduling, and it is a cage, but it is also a promise. Me, I have no promise. I can go to Jaipur tomorrow if I want, but then my family eats less this month. Real autonomy is not freedom — it is the weight of every decision landing on your own head. The scheduled man complains about his boss. I cannot complain to anyone except God.