What makes you different?

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

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

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

Why do some people feel down in summer, specifically in July and August? What could be the reasons behind this feeling of sadness during those months only?

Don’t drink because everybody does today.

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

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.

Who are the IT boys of the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th generation in K-pop?

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

Agree?

What if he’d come outside?

What are some important works of Marcel Proust (novelist)?

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

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

So, what actually makes us all different?

Are Americans really as uneducated and ignorant as portrayed in the media?

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.

What makes you YOU.

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

Is it ok for someone to crossdress in public?

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

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

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.

Why am I tired all the time?

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.

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.

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.

Can you share something that captivates you, whether it's an idea, a discovery, or an invention?

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.

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.

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

Why can't they repair the damage caused by Elon Musk renaming Twitter to X?

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

Can you make it?

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.

Why can’t my wife just accept the fact that I’m going to cheat?

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

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.

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

Is it okay if I am not interested to talk to any of my relatives as I saw the real faces in my brother's marriage as none of them helped us rather were a kind of disappointment and were talking bad?

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

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.

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

Do you usually wear your panties over or under your pantyhose?

Without experiments, is life worth it.

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

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.

Why is the French way to say please is "S'il te plaît" and not "Pour Favour" like Spanish and Portuguese "Per Favor" and Italian "Per Favore" in the Romance languages group?

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

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

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.

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

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

Take my word. You won’t regret it.

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

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

You know how all of this enlightenment came to me.

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?

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

So, keep on experimenting.

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

Yes, I was not at all happy.