Understanding Hypocrisy in Office, College, School.

Before I start writing, I would like to thank my friend AK for giving me the idea for this one.

Why people are hypocrite ?

Answer is simple, people who fake it are the one who can't make it.
Well that's not entirely true. Me and AK have been faking it since many years.
And we definitely, can make it.

To understand this lets go back a few years. The school time. Now in school either you are the bully or you get bullied, you may be thinking oh I was not bullied, neither did I bully someone. But I am here to tell you if you were not bullied, then Yes you were a bully. Remember when you were laughing at that kid who fell down? or You made fun of that kid who did not speak much, did not have any friends, secretly loved a beautiful girl but never had balls to talk to her. Cut this short you made fun of everyone who was weird or polite or gullible or WEAK.

Then it all starts, the who's being bullied learns a lesson, a lessons that teaches him that straight trees are the first to touch the ground. So he decides to do things that look real but ain't real. In simple words he learns how to deal with a hypocrite.

Me and AK often discuss this person was talking shit about me behind my back what we ought to do about this ? We ignore shit unless it starts hurting our prestige. Once the shit reaches an alarming stage we definitely have to stop it somehow.

First start talking to that person, find out why he is shitting all over about you rather than minding his own business. It takes great communication skills to do such sort of thing. Also you ought to be a real smart ass. But what about the loners, the hermits ? The main reason they can't accomplish this task is because they are shy, they don't know how to be social. I am one of them. In that case the best way is to become a hypocrite. Start faking it and keep calm. Once you master the art, you will realize that people are realizing that rumors ain't affecting you. They will eventually stop. But you gotta have a lot of patience. We live in world where half of the people are somehow some sort of sadist. They enjoy watching you hurt, when you react outrageously. Stop losing your cool for their entertainment. For instance, my colleagues were discussing some shit I don't give a rats ass about, somehow they were on a topic climbing a mountain and out of nowhere they pointed at me with a comment "Choudhary wouldn't even climb 200 meters". You know what I did? Nothing, because I know how many mountain I've been on, I belong to mountains (Himachal Pradesh), I'm a chain smoker and I completed a 10 fucking kilometers marathon couple of months ago. But I didn't say anything. I kept my cool and as usual their discussion about how shitty their lives are continued. Now if only I had boasted about my stamina we would've gotten into an argument and who knows but things get worse when I argue. So that comment of his went null, void, flop, no harm done to me. That's how we save ourselves from stupid arguments.

Other example, people see you going out with somebody of opposite sex. Be it office, college, school, you're the news my friend. If you had a fight with somebody then if the person is mature he'll get over it, otherwise he will start thinking of ways to bring you down. In both the example you don't know who's with you or who's against you. So first start believing in your instinct. Stay careful about what you discuss and do not discuss any personal stuff you never know if that information would be used as a weapon against you and you will sit and think "fuck, I gave him the Kalashnikov he's firing at me" this will be like insulting your injury.

The one rule you should remember at such places - Take with a grain of salt.

It's simple fellas if you start taking shit seriously, your life will become a shit sooner or later. So make time for important things. Do not make a lot of friends, but make trustworthy, meaningful friends. Be smart, always learn something. This will make you more productive.

Vivek Choudhary

What is a luxurious life ?

I'll never forget this day in my life, it was 12th December 2014. The month in which we worry about where to go on New year's eve, how to celebrate etc. But what happened to me was an experience, an encounter with reality that changed my mind forever.

So I went to this Government bank for some work regarding my account, we all know how government banks employee are, I'm not saying all of them are the same but the majority goes with rude, frustrated, damn slow employees. They made me stand for a while, I waited patiently because anger or attitude in such places only makes it worse. These two ladies were too slow and giggling around working and gossiping in between. Recently Jan Dhan Yojna was launched so I saw many poor people come in and bank employees treated them like slaves, "bola na baad me aana" "Abhi tak yahin khadi hai, nikal yha se" "is form me yhan ye kaun likhega" and the guard was like "aye kahan Ja rha h" and many more lines were said to them as if they all are terrorist or some species that don't deserve to have a bank account.

One lady politely told me to wait for 10 minutes. I sat on the chair, and at least 6-7 illiterate and very poor people came to me one by one asking me to fill in the slip which is used to deposit money. They had cash like 10rs and 50rs notes mostly. Amounts were 500, 600, 1500, and 2000 at most. I filled out their slips and they thanked me. I felt so good. This was the first time I could feel the emotions behind their simple thanks ( they didn't say thanks literally but they folded hands, smiled, and babuji, sir was used to addressing me) I was happy for them.

After an hour (they told me 10 minutes), I was still waiting. Then a guy appeared, he was nearly 38 or something, he was wearing a jacket that was torn from several places his trouser was very loose his belt was tightened so that the trouser doesn't slip away, his hair was messy, he was sweating, probably he walked or ran from quite a distance. He came to me and asked me to fill out the slip, the time was 3:45pm. He showed me an ID card, and to fill in the name that's on the card, he was working as a field laborer at a factory. I filled in the slip the money was 6500, I counted and sent him to the counter.
The madam at the counter was a girl 24-25 I guess. She straight away told him to go back as the time for transactions is over, and she can't submit money now. The guy with swollen eyes begged her to submit the money, he told her that his daughter in Bihar is very sick and needed medical attention, government hospital ain't helping. She still said no but the guy kept insisting and finally burst into tears, seeing this the girl said "Karlo emotional tum" and finally took the money.

The guy returned to me after the transaction, he sat near me, not on the chair but on the floor, I requested him to sit on the chair beside me but he refused and sat on the ground in a squatting position. He said folding his hands "babuji dhanybad, meri bachi bimar h, Ghar paise bhejne the, tankha 8000 boli thi sahib ne par keh rhe the pf k paise or in kapdo ko paise kaat k 6500 milenge is mahine, Subah se mang rha tha ab Jake 5900 diye, 600 rupe mene bacha k rakhe the wo mila k paise Ghar bhejen hain, dua krna Bachi k liye, bhgwan apko khush rkhe"

English Translation, "Sir thank you so much, my daughter is very sick, and my salary was decided 8000, but they said I will get 6500 after deducting pf and these clothes compensation, after asking too many times since morning he handed me 5900, rest 600 was my savings that I'm sending along, please pray for my daughter, god bless you"

And then he walked away, and many hours later, I was thinking about his problems and his family. This was the first time I learned how much a 10rs note matters to them, I smoke 8-10 cigarettes in a day and 1 cigarette costs me 10rs. My salary is 4 times his and I'm just 23. My dad and my sister are working and they earn way more than me. I've luxuries like vehicles, guards at home, my own house, and a job in an MNC.
I realized how blessed I am and how hard these people work. I have no right to be sad just because I couldn't get a ticket to a movie, or I missed my favorite TV show, or my phone battery dying too soon.

I learned life didn't give you everything you wanted. But it already gave you what you need.
So, I request you all to help people in need and appreciate what you already have.

Dealing with Heartbreak Part - 1

It's a long time since I've stopped writing...
but sometimes it's the only thing you can do, everything else looks so damn boring.

After so many years on this earth, still, it's hard for me to know people, so many people betrayed me. I should learn from my mistakes but I still do the same mistakes, I love I care I protect but I've my own ways to do such things people may think of me as an immature ignorant arrogant bastard because most of the time I don't give a flying fuck to situations, people, responsibilities but actually, I do, I may not show it all the time, I actually love, I actually care, I actually worry. 


When I was in school there was this girl I was madly in love with, after many years I realized that I was barking up the wrong tree. Then I stopped barking. There's this "best friend" who showed his true colors later just for money, and many more situations were there, and they all were enough to make me a hermit. So I became one. Everything was so damn cool and simple for e.g don't have to worry about replying to texts, totally ignoring missed calls on purpose, don't care about giving time and being there on time. In simple words I became a stone, I remember I did not cry at all from January 2012 to June 2013. I was that strong.

Then something happened, In my fucking awesome life someone came and actually made it awesome. It was all so sudden that I changed within days, I still cannot figure out if the change is good or bad, but yes I hardly smoke or drink now, I can sit in a park and smile at playing little kids. But then comes the sick part of it, I can deal with physical pain but that thing with the nervous system is something that can drive a person insane, Law of attraction goes under the bed when such things happen, maybe I was wrong maybe it is all my fault but all I want is peace, I don't want things too complicated, I hate everything that is complicated e.g c++ coding or numerical analysis. Well, the irony is I cannot write what I actually wanted to write, I am writing all this shit that hardly makes sense.



Have a good day, fellas.

If you want a book I recommend The Modern Breakup  by Daniel Chiliac