2 bread, 1 packet milk, 1 matchstick.

Chai pi le yarr, nahi bhai, daru padi hai toh bata. Haan yarr. But what is wrong, nothing yarr, sore throat, Ya rite, in that case, tea will be good. Chup kar daru de kahan hai and my friend is looking for the bottle of spirit in my flat. I am on the other hand standing in kitchen making tea. Okay I said and I gave it to him, on the other hand my tea is ready. We went on with our course, mine- tea and my friends a glass, 30 ml of spirit with little cold water in it and we are on for the movie. I was working side by side and listening to what my friends has to say. After 3 bowls of maggi and 6 cigarettes. We were starving again and the situation was , who will go down four floors to get maggi and cigarettes. My friend turning into a philosopher with every peg. So i took the initiative to go down and get the stuff. I got down, lovely weather outside, dark clouds covering the sky, thank god i am not going out, as its not raining now with dark clouds in the sky, but if I will step outside, the god somehow thinks that I never take bath, so he intentionally make me wet, by ordering clouds, iski maro aaj toh laptop bhi hai, maaja aega. Now that's not good. Not today boss. As I am walking towards the store I see no girls on my way, bad luck. I am little short of thoughts today, hat BC, ho gaya na, I placed my beautiful puma chappals into the mixture of sand and water. I stood there for few seconds looking at my chappals, suddenly some moron honked just before my butt. Ek se ek harami hai yahan, I am looking at my chappals and then to him, sitting in his car, he can never feel what I am feeling rite now. Back to life, bhai 1 maggi, 4 Marlboro regular. Mentioning it again today the streets are kind of a empty, no girls. Got back, my friend has almost empty the bottle of spirit. As I am writing this blog, he is standing by my side and asking for the match stick, harami, machis, de be, machis,machis, yes he is saying it again and again. He went back into the room, mil gai. He is so much into this movie, he is watching Wake up sid, I tried distracting him to make tea or maggi, but he would`t listen. You know after 6 to 8 pegs, you gain this power of blurring out everything and just focus on what you doing, that's the power that my friend is experiencing. Moving rite along. Let me grab his cigarette, wait a sec, jalai kahan hai, I replied cigarattee de, jalai kahan hai, noticing one thing, he is repeating same fucking words again and again. I came out in the balcony, where I am writing this blog and I heard, saale khatam ho gai, cigarette kahan hai? Lo kar lo baat, just 20 minutes ago I had brought 4 cigarettes. Bata ta hu  saale ko, pi kar hero ban raha hai. Sid is learning to make boil eggs in the movie, wake up sid. Carry on yar, make some tea and enjoy this lovely day in Delhi. Aur apne harami doston ko mat bulana in case you live alone.

When I said, I will work for free.

Kotak Mahindra bank, I have worked there for eight months as a PRM, portfolio resolution manager. Everyday going through the excel sheet, discussing cases with colleague  and getting a no every time. Giving boss the figures and details of the cases. Going to courts discussing cases with the lawyers, driving 150km bike then coming home. This was the routine of my life when I was working in the Bank. Everyday cursing the job, the work that I was suppose to do. I did`t like the work it was just not me, sounds dramatic but yes, nothing is coming to my mind rite now. One day when I was coming back to faridabad from office in the afternoon, for some work, I went to GK2 market, Barista. I ordered  Cappuccino, I saw a girl working on her laptop, two guys discussing something, a lady at the counter ordering, the coffee machine making the usual noise. I looked at the files from the office a bit and then tilt up to see the girl working on the laptop, the only colorful and beautiful thing I saw till now, couldn't get my eyes of her. Nobody loves to see the same sheet again and again, at least I dint. So the frustration was replaced by depression and it was then that I decided that I will no longer work with the bank, I will do something that I like. I want this life, sitting in Barista having cappuccino and discussing business, not driving bike 150 km in sun and running in the courts.
That`s when I began to build a business that I would love to be in for the rest of my life, usually people say that it takes five to ten years to get a business off the ground, so I see a lot of struggle on my way, well I am struggling in the bank too, why not struggle in the business and work I would love to do. I will choose something that I love and I would be willing to do it for free. In that way the struggle might be fun - and that`s exactly what I am going to do. I finished my coffee and went home and decided to resign tomorrow. I got up, I was feeling free already, see how one can give satisfaction with a single thought. No formals today, i wore my favorite jeans and T-shirt, no bag either. i went to Bank and to my desk. Everybody was looking at me as if I had come naked. My colleague said, tumhara ghar nahin hai, formals kahan hai?, I replied, apna kaam kar le, teri utarne mein do minute nahin lagenge, everybody around me shifted their focus on me and my colleague, who never expected me to say something like this said, yarr mein toh mazka kar raha tha, haan haan thik hai, i replied. Everybody was looking at me, to which I replied, kya hua kaam karlo apna, all the guys were my senior. Cracking jokes everyday, somehow there was pin drop silence today. I went to my boss`s cabin and came out and I went to the market, Vikaspuri main market, near PVR, had my sutta. Yes the going in and coming out was the only time it took, no paper work, no email, no notice, just two words, bye Sir!.And the journey begins. Best of luck to me.