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Day 92 of 14,600

Today was a mixed bag.

Last night I stayed over at a friend's place after attending a music fest at IIM Bangalore. Then came back home and went to collect my laptop.

I felt a little sad because I was missing out on all the good movies. At times, I feel a little sad because I wonder why am I staying away from my mum, what am I trying to prove, etc.

Then I remember why I started doing what I am doing. Because I had earlier started feeling the stench of failure on people who traded off the need to have mastery over something for certainty of income, relationship, or the fact that they could stay with their parents. I started living the way I do because I had started sensing the rot in myself.

Some days you have to remember why you started.

Anyway, I later went to a place called Atta Galaata. It's a very charming bookstore with a cafe. They have these events where you can tell a story about something, etc.
I met a friend and then we went to Whitefield.

I went there for the very first time. It was superb! I went to Vega mall and it felt so good, so shiny, so classy! Sometimes I feel that everything in Electronic City feels like a 'mazdoor' (labourer). Which is good because I work like one. And labourers build things. But Whitefield feels like a spa. Luxe, rested, plumped up. That kind of beauty is also important. Removes your weariness, I think.


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