What makes you different?

If you’ve read this far, let me tell you one more thing.

To take out these experiments, accept the asymmetry of your emotions, your eccentricities, aspirations and thoughts for what they actually are. Instead of filtering it through the social system, recognize the difference and apply it in your life.

Consider a rat who never came out of the hole fearing for his life. He stayed in the dark for years and died one day, unbeknownst.

How do you know when your skirt is too short?

Indeed, a number of other factors contribute to your uniqueness, but that’s for you to introspect.

A govt. job could do it for me. Plus Money, plus security, plus prestige.

Being different is being a mess, yet being okay with it.

Why do I feel bad when I see white girls dating black guys, am I racist?

Without experiments, is life worth it.

Can you make it?

Agree?

Why don't we hear our own snoring?

Become different not according to the world, but according to what you like and what you don’t.

Experiences: What has happened to me? Have I led a normal life with two parents and two siblings? Yes. Breakups I’ve had. Friends I’ve made. School I have attended. Guides I’ve met. Places I’ve been.

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” - Lao Tzu

Why cant I sleep? When I'm about to fall asleep, I get excited that im about to sleep, causing me to wake up again. It repeats till my sleepiness is gone. I tried taking melatonin and not using my phone, but I end upawake for hours.

Neither I’m Tesla, who got poor grades in school, nor I’ve grown to invent electric current that powers many electronic devices today. Nor I’m an entrepreneur who is the idea behind the Tesla cars.

C’mon, it’s an opportunity to break the rules, stand out and become ONE of a kind.

Don’t drink because everybody does today.

Why did my ex of 2 years move on so fast after he left me? Why does he act so cold towards me, and as if I don't exist?

P.S. What’s your idea of being different? Do you have a different point of view?

I know being a writer is no different. But my journey is different. Its unique to me.

I have always wanted to write things. Wrote poetry during my grad and reluctantly left it for preparation of a govt. exam because who’s got extra time for it.

Dear atheist, do you realise that there is a God watching over you who will one day judge and condemn you for every wrong thing you have said and done before casting you into the lake of fire?

Experiments: My life has been a group of experiments that failed to take off until I resorted to writing.

You know how all of this enlightenment came to me.

Do anything and everything because you like it. You love it. Do the things that make you go crazy. Things you’d barter your breath for. Things that make your life a rainbow.

The dogs of Chernobyl may be evolving right before our eyes - Boy Genius Report

"Life is a journey, not a destination. Enjoy the ride." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Everything has shaped me. Friends who gave me their pens and journals. Best friends I never made. Crush that made me write poems while he didn’t care. Romances I’ve missed. Opportunity to become an editor or a news correspondent I missed. I think all this has made me the writer I am.

Tried everything. A well-paying corporate job, govt. exams. Nothing provided me with security. I didn’t have time to myself. Hustling was my name. Didn’t go to parties, travel or anything. Didn’t talk to friends.

Why does Islam give a bad vibe?

Don’t get a partner because you’re jealous of your friends.

I always yearned to go for government jobs because I had a few relatives already into it and doing well with money and security. And here is me, with an arts background, uncertain about what to choose.

All of it would have been different, and this life would mean something, at least for him.

Why is Canada letting too many Indians in Canada?

Being different is being okay with failure, so you know what the dessert of a win tastes like.

I experimented. A lot. And now I know I don't need more trials of this kind. I’m writing this today at just the right place from the comfort of my home while it rains outside. While a cold breeze rings music to my senses.

Honestly, there’s nothing that makes ‘me’ different.

I’m British and I'm hella bummed about it. Wish I was American or even Canadian, ’cause let’s be real, Canada’s gonna end up part of the States anyway. What should I do?

Otherwise, thank you for reading. It was fun writing to you all. Hope it helped you in more ways than one.

So, keep on experimenting.

So, what actually makes us all different?

What was your first impression of The Carter V by Lil Wayne? Did it feel like 2008 Wayne, when you heard the first few songs.

Until the day I choose to listen to myself. I let my subconscious go wherever it wanted me to go. It was not just in dreams I wanted to live, but in real life. Not allowing others to cloud my personality, my ability, my inclination towards philosophy, knack to motivate others, and my indifference towards others’ opinions.

Don’t go to the gym because it’s a fitness fad.

Don’t choose to be an engineer just because it pays well.

If women see themselves as free, dignified, human beings just as good as men, can Trump hang it up and just lose in a landslide at last? How can men who like and respect women help improve womens' self-esteem?

Not ignoring emotions because they can be destructive. Not underestimating your aspirations because society calls them second-rate.

Not because people show it off and you have to follow the lead.

Take my word. You won’t regret it.

Why do many people think that Japan is not a gay-friendly country whereas 72% Japanese support same-sex marriage (the same number as in the US)?

Anxious to get a job, I chose to do what was socially recommended for me. So, I tried. Being a govt. servant. Failed. A Research Scholar. Didn’t make it. A Professor. Guess what?

Being different is being a weirdo. And being okay about it.

I am an ordinary human being with the same body structure as you who are reading, you and I have the same material of what our bodies and brains are made up of.

Yes, I was not at all happy.

He would have experienced the miracle called light. Maybe he got better food to eat. Then he got wounded. Then in search of balm, he travaled to the wilderness and found a party of rats, eaten to its heart’s content and danced the night out.

What if he’d come outside?

Long story short, here I am. Being a writer. Doing things I’d always love to do. Sharing my experiences of what I learnt.

You can be fearful and still use it to tame your weaknesses and build your emotional strength.

What makes you YOU.

Even if that means disappointing your parents and teachers for some time, but believe you’ll eventually make them feel proud.

"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde