Slob days

I've been playing the classic American slob the past few days. I've spent more time with my playstation than with people, nights usually extend into the wee hours of the next day. The only thing that drags me away from it is wanting to meet Ved, putting him to sleep is sometimes equally challenging as certain chapters in Resident Evil, definitely more satisfying I should say. Not having a lady in the house takes its toll on orderliness. The slob's days are numbered though, I'm throwing him out of the window soon. In a few days, I become a traveller. They say the best traveller is one who has no plans, the next 3 weeks should see a lot of journeying.

End of a chapter

It happened silently, the severance of the relationship, the end of my association with one of India's largest software service providers. As of 10 Aug 2007, 1700 hours, my employment with the organisation stood terminated. The network adminstrator effortlessly deactivated my ID with a single click of the mouse, it symbolised the end of a 5 year association. I have been asked quite often whether it was hard. I wouldn't call it hard, but I may miss a few things solely because the daily functions of swiping in, meals/coffees at the foodcourts, browsing the intranet, ...etc had become a part of life. What is hard instead is leaving behind the friends who had come to mean so much to me in this span of time. I was touched by the gifts and emails, I couldn't fathom that I meant so much to a few people. That was my greatest honour as I left the gates of the sprawling campus.
Hi I'm Suneel, I'm 27 and unemployed..... and the world has never looked better.

Rise!

He couldn't hurt a fly, he was a lady's best friend, he would go out of his way to help people. He epitomised respect, for he had it for all. He was intoxicated neither by power, wealth or wine. If one had to spell a bad quality of his there would be none. His ego is virtually absent......................I despise him.
Given a chance I would crush him, I would send him to the depths of the netherworld to rot, for he is a disgrace to the spirit of man. As Ayn Rand has implied, it is man's ego that is the fountain head of human progress. I would respect an honourable enemy more than a spineless friend. A man unable to stand up for himself, can never be entrusted with leadership.
So rise my men, strike out, the strongest and the most righteous amongst us shall survive.