Today while returning from the office, a very very strange yet memorable instance occurred in my life. I wonder if life's gifting me adventures and stories to narrate, haha. Grateful for everything though! So, it was around 4:58 PM and I was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus to drop me off at Downtown Portland. But then idk why a black car was passing by and I felt the urge to look at the driver. Well, I did not budge my hands a bit but stared at the driver. I know for a fact that my stare is intimidating for most people. So, the driver stopped by and offered me a ride to Downtown. I agreed! And boom!!! I pseudo-hitchhiked :) We shared many things on the way to Monument Square. I came to know that he's from Canada and works as a part time chef and an IT consultant!! VERY COOOOOOL!! Has also stayed in San Francisco, NYC, as well as Boston. To which I told about myself that I have stayed in Indore, Boston and now Portland. Then we discussed about some politics, a littl...
Hey stalkers! It's 5:43 PM and I'm listening to some bhajans on youtube. Someone came to see our house, since we have to sublease it from January. But, this is not how a typical day in my life looks like. I'll write about it (my day in Portland) in second person. You get up at 5:45-ish in the morning, turn off the alarm which was about to ring at 6am. And then instinctively you call at home. Talk to Mummy and Dadi for half an hour. Boom ! It's 6:30. Now, you rush to the kitchen, to prepare breakfast. Mostly it's cereals and milk. Sometimes it's omelette, and rarely some leftovers from the last night which, you ordered via Uber eats. Then you wash your face, get ready for the office and catch the 7:20 bus to Portland downtown. From downtown, you catch another bus to Unum I/B or Jetport. There you go. You're at office around 8:20-8:30 in the morning. Now, you start checking your emails, teams messages and set yourself for the meetings which are generally aroun...
Hello Stalkers! So here you are again, trying to have a sneak peek. Lately, I have been involved in rigorous thinking about things (almost everything). Well, primarily because of existential crises and the quest to find the purpose of our lives, duh. Why am I even doing my Masters in a country which is thousands of miles from my own home; what will be the point of earning money, shall I look forward to marriage, and a constant dilemma of choosing between reading Bishop's Pattern Recognition and Tagore's Sadhana. Coming to the point. So, I was feeling really 'unproductive' and felt I was wasting my life. And I was reading about rising COVID cases in India; while I was busy chilling at my apartment here in Boston. This is when I started to introspect upon my idea of love. As to, what it exactly is. Because we all have been brainwashed with the idea that love is limited to our romantic partners; and the ones who are 'sInGle' can't experience that. And I was b...
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