What is it again ?

Why should i write something immediately after the previous post? Have I come out of it or do I still feel irritated, frustated ?

Nothing of that sort. I have still 20 more minutes to go to start heading the bus stop and God knows, no, the engine driver knows if I will catch that bus at 7.06PM.

I have stopped worrying complaining or scolding in the air. Also I am not sure if I have started taking things easy or as the way it comes. But sure I think I take it this way - I have started believing that whatever bad things happens to me does not happen to me but some other person, as long as the head phones are plugged in.

Other Side Of US !!!

I understand what patience means.

I understand what strength means.
I understand where a person can be strong.
I understand where a person will be made to give up his strength.

I am on the bad side of "I am in the US". I live just 8 miles far from my office but take a buses that takes an hour. I am not disgusted with that but the railway crossing on the way to the bus stop had made me wait to miss my buses, and today i stood there in front of the gate begging virtually nobody, to open the gate. I WALKED back to office with heavy baggage and so much grief.

I know I am a king in my country. Today the king is in exile in the bloody US. I was deprived of the strength to spend on my will. I was given the patience and of course the pain.

I will drive a car by myself before I leave this god damn country.