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i dont think i would be able to rite regularly about forced regular characters..
...Sirs : as we go ahead....
i want to predict : the rest of it : as it happened as would happen.
Den : wen it all ‘started’...
baldies : u hired dem : based on ur ‘preference’..
and u ‘taught’ dem : your ‘worldview’ ...
which never existed past delhi bihar ...
or accidental encounters : with klass
Klass : is easy to ape : even debug : the manners or grace of it..
...but it is something weird : hidden : cause of true strength..
it is not masculine or feminine..
: copy the words, actions : and intents ...
for me : it was quite : predictable...
..i dint want to be ‘friends’ with any 1...at google...
..it was a place of work...
and for last 20 years : my life became a garbage of mixing these 2 sphere of life ...
I ended up marrying a destitute : a page 3 copycat..
who started using my resources, my fears..
my identity and my father’ hard work ...
to win over me ; my family and their achievements.
the ‘competition’ as a cancer balled : earned : burden of a father..who would lovebomb...bollywood istyle..
rather than earn his ‘ego’ with hard work..
but his origin story : is a casteist tragedy : which his listless son : lives everyday : insulting dem..in money and respect.
and these poor homeless destitute : thoth hindu law and their lose ugly fat hore of a daughter..
could ever become my equal : with her listless hory ugly gang of non engineers : lead by that hore of runner pentidass who earned autkaat in dowry marriage.
That is to say : i really dint want ‘relationships’ : with any1...of last places : at work.
asked me out..i expected her to be discreet : for the family and how complicated thing were.
but there was a sweetness in her innocence : and i did respect her as a person : for she was a colleague.
The way your bihari mind works : is not so different from what my past told me...
narcs : making glorified stories : to claim equality...desperate..yet calculating.
I guess : u had ur pick of moments : wen my mom past away..
and kavita sharma : started executing her 55 iq sharma : pmp plan...
that made me feel : disconnected : questioning the meaning of ‘work’ or ‘money’...
wen it cant really change : anything.
but for ur kind : money is power, title is royalty..
and ‘time’ of tragedies : is time for making ‘moves’...
i guess u programmed her to think of me as ‘weak’, meak and non man...as attested by the hore varma family..
and kavita sharma’ senior - knowing me as a kid..
and a seperated wife : doing a 4 year phd in 5 years...in my car, with luxury perfumes : bought by money..
: made by my money : paid for her fatness - jobless-ness, health of infertility : due to healthy upbringing by healthy family...
and helping her listless destitute ingrate : friends.
I knew : u were lowest of dem all..
an orphan : with a brojen hand and sold out family / friends : must be looking like a real : easy target for u..
sure mitesh and his hired orakle/hcl / tcs idiots : dey never saw ‘money’ ...so dey ll hore out : easy...
but for a mommy who proposed this ‘family’ : that was : surreal..
a person making fun and giggles : for her own choices : was not new to me...
i was delusional and poor : untouchable..
and i feel proud of it...
it seems like a ‘taint’ : to even associate with dese people from past..
weak for money values and future..
wen dey all have ‘stuff’...
it was me noeing : dere is no saving me or any of dem...
for future or now...i noe how it would go..
u ll delay more, lie, cry : to any unknown balls...just to prove me rong..
and mommy has to join in : for she is in too deep : too determined...
that is how i remember teen veronica’s mommy..
t thouth few decades would change her : for she might love her daughter more...
but i was rong : ur destitute hory generation : feeds on peeps u love..
demean dem : to depend on dem : and win with their desperation.
u ll tell her : i did this ..
and i am doing
...with many powerful peeps involved..with ‘money’...
that is u : projecting what u noe of life : man in ur incestory : superman of ur page 3 : gurus of u.
It is so beyond hope or even attention : it turns me away : just to think about it...and it is ‘real’...
but ‘real’ is what white boi decides : for u : or pentidasses who approve it..
I needed a religion : which makes a ‘home’ : not house which hosts animals ; seen enough in all middkel klass.
i do hope : u go along : for kids or ego of it..
but i have doubts : on my own bias : for i noe hoe dey feel : wen heir pervfect life : becomes an illusion
...thats why i fear veronicas : dey turn delusional : in thier ego : slowly yet surely : pushed by their love : from all around.
for us and balding balls...
..i have been alone : hated since 99...
nothing new...but boring : with new faces
u got to wonder noe : what keeps me going : what walks with me.
Source: https://codeparity.substack.com/p/about-future-google-familia-frens