Every being has an innate burning desire to teach their brethren the lessons it learnt in life. A lioness teaches the cubs to stay vigilant. A wolf teaches the pups to stay within the pack. The elephant teaches the herd to find water in the unlikeliest of places.

Humans are no different. Unlike any other being that passes on the information for survival and then goes on to live till it dies of hunger, disease, infection of a hunt; a human can live solely to learn and learn and learn and then transmit the lessons.

The art of storytelling has its roots from this innate hardwired desire to convey lessons to the brethren. And almost in any region of the world, humans have learnt the skill of hunting, weapon making, and farming on their own.

So, what is it that I’d like to teach my brethren? What is it that they don’t know? I’m not sure. Will my lesson be of any use to any one? I’m not sure. Does that stop me from speaking to a wall and speak out my lessons post after post? No, it does not.

I’ve craved for a guide in my life, and I sincerely believe that my life would definitely have been better. This life is still good, but it can be better. I know my words impact my readers, but I don’t know how many of them.

Frankly, I am tired. My muse isn’t with me, and I find it tough to write. Maybe I will record my thoughts over a device and save it on a public cloud drive. The thirsty will come to the well on its own accord. Sure, given my limitations, I can only do so much. I smile now, I smile because I believe. Sonríe sì crees.

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So I was cleaning my phone today (because why not?) and I found this picture. I took it I guess a year ago.

Does anyone know about this place? No? Yes? Don’t care?

This place was my first workplace post my higher secondary education. I worked part time here during my first year at Loyola College, and this place has taught me stuff that no place can teach you anywhere. Of course, there was lot more that the place had to offer but I could only imbibe so much.

Such a man I was that I couldn’t tell the boss that I’m resigning. I called mom and gave him my phone while my mom explained my wish to resign, all the while I was crying.

There was a point when I remembered the MRP, discount prince, and special discount price of all the products that the place had in display (from DVD player to washing machine to refrigerator and such).

It’s been more than a decade that I left this place. Now that I realize it, I indeed have come a long way.