Atheist's World

It was around half past 4 Sunday morning. I had been very restless for sometime and not being able to focus properly. My heartbeat had increased by two folds and I had this huge lump on my throat. My mind was flooded with these crazy thoughts over which I had no control whatsoever. I paced around the floor trying to make sense of what I had just encountered. I stepped out on the balcony of my cabin and felt the cool breeze and tried to calm myself but that didn't help a bit. I then thought that maybe a cigarette would do the trick. So, I got myself a cigarette from the cafeteria. The first puff though a bit bitter certainly did help in calming down my nerves. I popped in a Ginger Halls and continued smoking. It definitely tasted better or shall i say, sweeter. I definitely had calmed down by the time I discarded the butt. I had definitely calmed though I don't know for sure what it was due to. The cigarette or just the diversion of thoughts. I certainly felt a bit dizzy and sud

Its been quite sometime that I haven't updated my blog. Nothing much has happened. The same usual stuffs of home and office. Lately, I have been extremely busy at office and the incessant load shedding hasn't helped my cause either. Sundays are usually spent at home with a quarter of Royal Stag/Signature or Antiquity and some appetizers to go by. The easiest and by far my favorite appetizer is Wai wai sandeko. Just can't get enough of it. I sometimes cook appetizers n other stuffs too. I have tried my hands successfully cooking egg pakoras, hash brown potatoes, beignets, burgers, fish fries, chicken chillies, chicken curry with coconut milk (Malaysian style), etc. Well they have always been 'Finger Licking Good' except for once when the Malaysian Style chicken was too hot coz I ended up using just a few too many dried red chillies. I used almost an entire can of coconut milk in a bid to mellow the taste but to no avail. We managed to finish the entire stuff which s

It was one of those days, or in fact nights at office. Nothing I did seemed going my way. A lot of people who know me the slightest bit know how bad I am at controlling emotions. Every question irked me, every single voice irritated me. It got worst everytime the boss yelled, "score". I am sure the boys were trying their bit but it was a Saturday and most of the businesses were shut. I have never been very fond of working on Saturdays. I could not wait for the shift to get over so when the clock struck 8, Sunday morning, I hurried out of the office. "Nabin, wait I am also coming", a friend shouted as I got stranded in the staircase. "Lets go and play some pool", he said as we met. I couldn't resist the urge to strike the cue ball after such a long time. So, there we were in the pool house at 8 in the morning with a bottle of Red Label abd few packets of Lays and Kurkure. There could not have been a better start to a Sunday, I thought so. We started w