First of all I am guilty of stalking someone's profile from her latest display picture to the very first. I don't know why. Or I better put it as, you know why. It sort of feels good. Its amazing how our lives have been captured in photos on Facebook. Especially for 90s kids, it holds a good part
No matter who you are a sportsperson, a movie star, a politician, or like me, a common man, or maybe unlike me, a common woman, time and again you are subjected to uncomfortable, objectionable, irritating, blood-boiling, preposterous, and repetitive questions. Repetitive, not once nor twice, you are made to answer the same question to one hundred people one
I came to Bangalore with a great desire to work (exaggerated) and a greater desire to travel (sachai). But then my company just like any other company loves its employees a lot. After an hour or so even you start getting bored of your girlfriend's/boyfriend's blabber but my company can suck for 12+ hours. Since I had little