The irony of life

Am I shall be ever satisfied the question I ask to myself everyday?
I guess the question have no answer...
My definition of satisfaction is changing year after year...
When I was a child of age 10 I thought that if I would become capable enough to handle my father's business that would be my satisfaction...
Then I went to boarding school and strived to become a doctor or engineer......
Then when I entered NIT Warangal I some how found that I want a good job of high paying in nature....
I managed to get one but as usual got bored of it as well and then I wanted to do a MBA and build an empire...
I am in a prestigious B-School now but still not satisfied...I dont know when this question will be answered to me by myself.
And my prediction is that the satisfaction will be achieved when I would become 'truly' capable to handle my father's business...