Salaried Pilgrim

I have a high-bandwidth dedicated line to connect to my inner-voice. And it comes with a very powerful AWGN cancellation circuit.

I would rather pray past midnight when the rest of the world sleeps, so that He can hear me in peace... wanna avoid the early morning rush.

I believe its useless praying for oneself... if you want something, better go get it (I am speaking from my experience, may not apply to all... I have got when it came to me, and never got what I asked for, which probably means I never deserved all that I asked for).

Also note, that I have got only one life.
I wasn’t a fish/dog/bee/horse/snake/spider (or whatever) in my previous life. and I believe, my soul wont enter another mammal's womb after I die. This is it, 26 years down, another fifty odd to go, and that's the end of the story... or so I hope :D

There is no paap, no punya. God does not punish, He rewards neither... so we better take that charge instead of fishing away from our responsibilities.

Chicken and fish are not non-veg untouchables while trying to follow divinity. They are merely other creatures in the food-chain. there is no creature on this planet more sinful than human itself!

I read somewhere... "conscience does not prevent sin, but only reduces the enjoyment of it".
F***ing TRUE!

There is no epic. it is history recorded glorified.Veda's are as holy as our constitution. If you respect the shlokas, you better respect the Indian Penal Code equally.

And finally...
God did not create us, we created god... for our convenience... to avoid losing faith... to boost confidence... and to prevent self from wrong-doing.There is no one else responsible for our actions... it’s us only.

Income Statement

9.25 + 2 variable... 6 months stint... different functions
10 , sales and marketing.. across india.. big responsibilities
10 + 3 performance bonus.. fast tracking... growth opportunities
8.18, highly competitive industry... low heirarchy
8.59 + 1 joining bonus... relocation assistance... buddy... mentor
9.04, fixed component
8.5 + perks... flexible compensation structure... tax minimization
11, on the job learning... market leader... cross functional mobiltiy
12 + 2 offered in other campuses, "they are still considering"
8.5 + depending upon workex, relevant workex
7.74
7.2 + 1
7.75
7...
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s-h-u-t - t-h-e - f**k - u-p !!!

Buzzer Round

The two people I have had maximum fights with?
Mom and Dad.

One thing that I would love to have lots and lots, just to make sure I don't keep with me?
Money.

The only place I badly wanted to get out of, and now dying to get back in?
Home.

One trait I am not sure I should be proud or ashamed of?
Virginity.

The best entrepreneural business to pursue, in my opinion, after MBA?
Politics.

My (honestly) preferred solution to jealousy?
Kill.

The most life threatening situation I have faced in life till date?
I didn't shit for 4 days straight when I was a few months old baby; had to be hospitalized and ... (let's leave it there).

The only thing about my life that I am particularly sure of?
It'll come to an end.

Reality Check

I looked her in the eye.
Still with all my doubts, hopes and fears, after losing sleep for last two nights thinking over it.
So, what is it going to be? Is it my lucky day?

Her eyes shy away.
She tries to hide a smile, but in vain.
Her cheeks flush.
I've never seen her blushing before.
I almost get my answer. I reach for her hand.
She's unsure whether to let me hold it, but I don't wait for her compliance.
Not that she didn't like it... took a quick glimpse at my eyes as we strolled off.
"tere saath saath aisa koi noor aya hai".. OSO playing somewhere near.
I totally love that song.

She has never stood so close to me.
I could almost feel her warmth. Or was it my imagination.
I leaned over, to whisper..
I could smell her hair.
Didn't really know what all to say,
Was just thinking if I could...
BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
what the ...??
" S a r k a a a a r"
who the ...?? shit !! it's 9:45 !!!
"Dus baje ppt hai... ABHI TAK SO RAHA HAI KYA??"

why Me ?

twenty five years of doing nothing... only to realise one sunny morning that you are cut out for a greater cause, to do something good and meaningful on this planet...
that there is still goodness amongst people and every stranger deserves to be greeted with a smile...
that your life is a gift, and after the long night will come a bright day...
that when all doors close, there is still one door somewhere opening for you...
you call that enlightment.
i call that "are you still drunk?"

get up, get real.
your life ain't mapped in some lines on ur forehead or palm.
you gotta watch your step, or you might step onto the poo that the stray dog left there earlier this morning, while you were still scratching your nose under the quilt. coz you know you are too lazy to wash those soles, and you'll try to get rid of the shit by rubbing on the grass, and wait for the remnant to dry off and crumble on the asphalt.

this post is not meant for metaphors and sugarcoats.
true, i believe in virtue...
i believe i wasn't born to talk filth.
i wasn't born not to talk filth either :)

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