Clustered Cerebellum

Muhen, we are looking at you leaving for Mysore on the 25th of April. That’s what my manager told me on the 23rd. traveling is a part of my job, so Mysore it is then. No complaints, just pack your bags and leave. Finish the work and come back, that’s the way it is. For how long is the assignment? Hmmm a good question with no definite answer. Who is the client? Infosys; Great!What do I do then? Nothing; just go there, spend some time, get the work done, come back and repeat the grind again. Sounds easy right?The KSRTC bus was supposed to leave Bangalore at 4:30 in the morning. It left at 5:30 instead. Perfect Indian timing, isn’t it? Anyways, the bus ride was smooth. Thanks to the good roads. 8 A.M., Mysore.Well, everyone seems to know Infosys out here. What I was told was that, when I get down at the bus stand, just ask any auto drivers and he will surely take me to infosys, you don’t have to tell him where it is. Damn, nice. So, how much is the charge from the bus stand to Infosys? 12

OK. People are indeed weird, whether you like it or not. There are so many different types of people in the world. Some people differentiate others by their color, caste, creed and what not. While some people do not differentiate at all. There are people who care for you and there are people who hate you. There are people who are fake and there are people who are genuine. There are people who take you for granted and there are people who look up to you. Different people, different opinion. I guess. But my basic question is why do people interfere? Why do people keep poking their nose around? Why can't people accept you the way you are? Why do people always tell you about what you need to do? Why do people tell you what is wrong and what is right for me? Indeed people are weird.

Wake up, time for work. Stand up, time to deliver. Wind up, time to go home. Relax, time to sleep. Is that all what life means? Work, earn, eat, sleep and then continue the same thing? For some it is mandatory, for some it is just for the heck, but what is it for me? I can't find any reason for me to work, earn, eat and sleep. Why do I have to be with people with whom I don't want to be? why do I have to listen to people who just talk? why do I have to do things that I don't like doing? why is this why? why can't I do something on my own, for my own? Too many questions but not a single good answer. I wish it was that easy to walk out and start something on my own. I can walk out but...there are too many buts in life that I can seem to handle anymore. Sometimes I feel, I will just run off somewhere but that does not seem to happen coz of what? Money. Whatever you want, whatever you need, everything starts with money and it ends with money, be it anything, love, friendshi