Hello Bangalore.
What a city! It has a fast paced life. A place where people
will bust their butts off on the weekdays at their workplace and party like
there is no tomorrow on the weekends.
But that is about the people.
What about me?
Well, I’m back to the same city where I promised to come back.
I made the promise to myself last summer. It’s a fun place to be in.
Workplace is wonderful. Never did I expect to find
colleagues to be as friendly as my ones are. I am given the respect that should
be given and treated like an equal. Since the first I have been given the
feeling that I’ve been here for a very long time.
Moments like these make me want to rant. Rant about how I ended
up being compared to how I was touted to be at my first school.
I’ve mentioned it before about the trauma that I was made to
go through in that school.
They called me failure. Boys, trust me, had I been a failure
and a hopeless piece of shit, I would not have been half the person I have
become now.
My reply?
Fuck You, your opinions, do not matter anymore.
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