The Roommate Chronicles – Latest Roomie

What pisses me off the most is when people do not do their designated work. If someone so loves to stand out of the system, one should act like a rebel. Rebels I love, lazy asses I hate to the core of my heart. All sorts of weird things have happened with me in the last few days. Yes, there is a certain limit after which you just cannot control the good or bad from happening, but there has to be a certain limit defined to stop the bullshit as well. I love the place where I live and I love the place where I work for a common reason: the degree of silence is pretty high at both the places. I can hear ants crawling in my room and I can listen to what is happening at the ground floor from my office at the first floor. I am a peace lover, well physically. Mentally, I am in a rush all the time. Continue reading

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Simplification

If you walk beside River Seine downstream, Eiffel Tower will say hello to you from your left. Patrick never liked to walk downstream, he always walked beside Seine upstream for the single reason that he wanted to see Eiffel Tower on his right. He had a suite booked for him all around the year at Hotel Plaza Athenee at 25th Avenue Montaigne, 08. Champs-Élysées. Whenever he looked out from his balcony, Eiffel Tower appeared to be standing on his right. He wasn’t superstitious, he didn’t believe in lucky charms, he was a simple man with simple reasons. Continue reading

Emptiness

12:09 AM

I am sitting at my computer from quite a long time and am thinking about what to post at muktimantra.com. The answer is ‘I have no clue.’ I was given an idea to write about ‘Pessimism’ but I don’t want to discuss the reasons of negativity on this platform. I wouldn’t write on ‘Optimism’ as well so that my friend doesn’t feel offended to know that I ignored his advice and wrote on something which was exactly opposite to what he advised. Another friend advised me to write about the difference of life in Hyderabad & Jammu. I won’t do that either because I don’t compare. Everything has a uniqueness in itself. Every situation, every location is unique. I never compare things or places that are different. Comparison arises in similarities. Jammu is home and there is no place like home anywhere else. So what should I write about? Continue reading