I think I like someone in office. Someone who is exceptionally genius intellectually. A total nerd. But I like when he speaks and when he’s just around. Why am I attracted to genius people when I’m not even close to what genius is?
Every time I feel like giving up, I remember how far I’ve come in life in the last two years. And how much more rich I am in experience than the experiences of the people who have been trying to bring me down in these two years. There’s no question of giving up, let alone losing.
In some rare moments, I get this feeling that I have come this far in life only to prove to people that I can be different, that I’m not what they think I should be like.
I never thought so because I was once one of them. But there were people in my life who would mock me hard by saying exactly this. And with time it did change for me. But slowly, every day in India has started to feel like a burden again. I guess it just gets more and more real.