Sick of this world

Hatred, selfishness, poverty, modernisation blah blah are getting on my nerves and I wish it would all fade away. Metallica's song Sad But True comes to the mind.

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Location: Bangalore, Karnataka, India

I am charged up all the time!!!

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

As I thought, i am slowly but surely getting in to a mood to work. This is great news to me. I want to be working to be alive. lazing around is not my idea of enjoying or passing time. I have to be doing some activity or the other. It has been fruitful with people troubling me to get answers. I guess I will try double when others ask me.
I am also having sleep peacefully. I am happy that I am not getting lazy after I gget up. I jogged for a while and then went about preparing tea and reading the newspaper at the same time. I love to multi task most things. I am thinking of also preparing my breakfast soon. Omlette and bread butter jam; my fav breakfast. I am sick of eating dosas and pooris.
Suddenly today I remembered my old colleagues and called them up. It was wonderful to catch up on the happenings. Its a nice feeling when most of my friends advise me. One advise they first give is: GIVE UP YOUR DRINKING. They are astonished to hear that I haven't had liqour for a long time. I hope to stick to this even when things are down. Friends say I am special and actually share things. They don't see one as a guy who utilises people. I hardly do. I have already been labelled as one who is generous. All i can do is give til I can and hope to do good all the time. My only wish is to stick to my principles of righteousness. This virtue I aint gonna leave come what may. Even if I am goign to lose a billion dollars I will give up the billion dollars. Am i sounding philosophical? Right, i was supposed to become a priest or a dreaded gangster according to my Mom's astrologer;both of which i am not. Education put me off the gangster path and my needs *read wordly pleasures* put me off the priest path.
I guess the monsoons have put their ugly head in to Bangalore. Its suddenly become chill and gloomy. When the going gets tough, the tough get going. And thats whats happening with me. I guess I will stop here.
*Knock knock knocking on heaven's door*

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