La Mauvaise Foi

La liberté est ce que vous faites avec ce qui a été fait à vous.   (Freedom is what you do with what has been done to you) - Jean-Paul Sartre.   You try to wake up on time every morning. Sometimes you have had a good sleep, sometimes you haven’t, because you were anxious. You try to finish your morning routine as early as possible because you have to leave home by 8AM; to reach office by 9 AM. Office, a place where you spend at least 9 hours of your day, working on things that you probably do not even make use of. But they are important, because they are owned by someone else and they would sell it to other people and make money. You will have to help them make that money because a tiny fraction of that money becomes your salary. There is another person above you, whose primary job is to manage you and make sure you work as intended. You aspire to be that person someday, as he on the other hand, aspires to be the person above him. 

Atlanta, Georgia

For the memorial day long weekend we had different plans. Jonah, BJ and Seb went to Florida and I flew to Charlotte, North Carolina. I had planned to meet my friend Sandeep at Mocksville,  a small town about an hour's drive from Charlotte. I immensely enjoyed my flight. Flying out alone is a great feeling. I enjoyed capturing the beautiful views on my camera. 






At Charlotte, Sandeep came to pick me up. Sandeep is from Mangalore, so, I had a good time talking to him in Tulu. I do miss speaking in Tulu, a language I really like to speak in. We drove to Mocksville. Mocksville is a very small town and the downtown was not very crowded. It was neat and quiet out there. We spoke a lot and retired to bed only at around night. 


Next day, we drove to Myrtle beach at around 9 AM. The beach was very crowded. There were a lot of motor bikes roaring its way to the beach side. There was a street by the beach where a lot of people had gathered. The crowd, I would not say was a very interesting one. There was too much happening there. 




We headed to the water and it was a great experience to enjoy the waves. As I plunged into the water and as waves pushed me back, it felt amazing. 





From the beach, we drove directly to Augsuta, Georgia. Our colleague, Maruti lived there. He had cooked some delicious egg curry and sabji for dinner. Post dinner, we watched television until 2 AM. It had been an interesting day.



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