What makes you different?

Agree?

Honestly, there’s nothing that makes ‘me’ different.

A govt. job could do it for me. Plus Money, plus security, plus prestige.

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Neither I’m Tesla, who got poor grades in school, nor I’ve grown to invent electric current that powers many electronic devices today. Nor I’m an entrepreneur who is the idea behind the Tesla cars.

Do anything and everything because you like it. You love it. Do the things that make you go crazy. Things you’d barter your breath for. Things that make your life a rainbow.

If you’ve read this far, let me tell you one more thing.

What are "demonic attacks" and how can one tell when they're happening to them, or someone else? How would one go about dealing with it?

Not because people show it off and you have to follow the lead.

Become different not according to the world, but according to what you like and what you don’t.

Everything has shaped me. Friends who gave me their pens and journals. Best friends I never made. Crush that made me write poems while he didn’t care. Romances I’ve missed. Opportunity to become an editor or a news correspondent I missed. I think all this has made me the writer I am.

Can I see some saggy tit pics and huge areolas pics?

Being different is being a weirdo. And being okay about it.

I am an ordinary human being with the same body structure as you who are reading, you and I have the same material of what our bodies and brains are made up of.

So, keep on experimenting.

Why do atheists always argue about the existence of suffering in the world as meaning God doesn't exist when it doesn't prove anything?

Otherwise, thank you for reading. It was fun writing to you all. Hope it helped you in more ways than one.

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” - Lao Tzu

"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde

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All of it would have been different, and this life would mean something, at least for him.

Don’t go to the gym because it’s a fitness fad.

What makes you YOU.

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You know how all of this enlightenment came to me.

So, what actually makes us all different?

Indeed, a number of other factors contribute to your uniqueness, but that’s for you to introspect.

Why do certain religions consider menstruating women to be impure? Where did the concept of impurity stem from?

What if he’d come outside?

Not ignoring emotions because they can be destructive. Not underestimating your aspirations because society calls them second-rate.

Don’t get a partner because you’re jealous of your friends.

How is it, in the USA, a country with 334 million people, the choice of President comes down to two aged men, one of whom is a liar as well as a criminal, one who appears to be on his way to dementia. Surely a democratic country can put up better?

Yes, I was not at all happy.

I experimented. A lot. And now I know I don't need more trials of this kind. I’m writing this today at just the right place from the comfort of my home while it rains outside. While a cold breeze rings music to my senses.

Take my word. You won’t regret it.

Have you ever had sex with your mother-in-law? If so, how was it and did your wife ever find out?

I have always wanted to write things. Wrote poetry during my grad and reluctantly left it for preparation of a govt. exam because who’s got extra time for it.

Tried everything. A well-paying corporate job, govt. exams. Nothing provided me with security. I didn’t have time to myself. Hustling was my name. Didn’t go to parties, travel or anything. Didn’t talk to friends.

He would have experienced the miracle called light. Maybe he got better food to eat. Then he got wounded. Then in search of balm, he travaled to the wilderness and found a party of rats, eaten to its heart’s content and danced the night out.

If we do not know the name of the father of a child, e.g. a foundling, an illegitimate, etc., then to whom should the bin or the binti of the child's name be applied?

Experiences: What has happened to me? Have I led a normal life with two parents and two siblings? Yes. Breakups I’ve had. Friends I’ve made. School I have attended. Guides I’ve met. Places I’ve been.

Without experiments, is life worth it.

"Life is a journey, not a destination. Enjoy the ride." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

What are the challenges associated with the birth narratives of Jesus?

Being different is being a mess, yet being okay with it.

I know being a writer is no different. But my journey is different. Its unique to me.

Don’t choose to be an engineer just because it pays well.

Even if that means disappointing your parents and teachers for some time, but believe you’ll eventually make them feel proud.

Can you make it?

Experiments: My life has been a group of experiments that failed to take off until I resorted to writing.

Consider a rat who never came out of the hole fearing for his life. He stayed in the dark for years and died one day, unbeknownst.

Don’t drink because everybody does today.

Long story short, here I am. Being a writer. Doing things I’d always love to do. Sharing my experiences of what I learnt.

Being different is being okay with failure, so you know what the dessert of a win tastes like.

To take out these experiments, accept the asymmetry of your emotions, your eccentricities, aspirations and thoughts for what they actually are. Instead of filtering it through the social system, recognize the difference and apply it in your life.

P.S. What’s your idea of being different? Do you have a different point of view?

You can be fearful and still use it to tame your weaknesses and build your emotional strength.

Anxious to get a job, I chose to do what was socially recommended for me. So, I tried. Being a govt. servant. Failed. A Research Scholar. Didn’t make it. A Professor. Guess what?

I always yearned to go for government jobs because I had a few relatives already into it and doing well with money and security. And here is me, with an arts background, uncertain about what to choose.

C’mon, it’s an opportunity to break the rules, stand out and become ONE of a kind.

Until the day I choose to listen to myself. I let my subconscious go wherever it wanted me to go. It was not just in dreams I wanted to live, but in real life. Not allowing others to cloud my personality, my ability, my inclination towards philosophy, knack to motivate others, and my indifference towards others’ opinions.