Friday, 30 December 2022
Tuesday, 27 December 2022
Sunday, 25 December 2022
Assymetrical christmas morning
https://www.quora.com/Why-do-I-find-Indian-people-so-hard-to-work-with-I-work-in-technology-in-Silicon-Valley-Is-this-a-shared-experience
You uber from the airport to your new home. The rent is beyond belief, but so is your salary. Your driver grew up in the city but the rent forced him to move out. He asks if you work in tech. You say yes, and the conversation stops.
You stare out the window and start counting all the Indian restaurants. You stop after the third Chaat House. It’s 3 am when you enter your new home. Your flatmates are huddled around a dimly lit table, the silence interrupted only by the click-click of Poker chips.
It’s so silent at night, you have a hard time falling asleep.
You wake up at noon the next day and nearly call out to your mom to make some chai. Your fridge is empty and the lone saucepan is covered in dust, so you order tea at the coffee shop across the street. They hand you warm water with a teabag in it.
Your office is amazing. Co-workers come up to you and tell you they look forward to working with you. After the fourth Michael, you stop trying to remember their names. There are a lot of Asians (you’ll learn soon that Indians aren’t counted among Asians) and most have American accents. You realize the only other Indian guy in the office doesn’t speak Hindi.
You meet more people at lunch. They ask you about your weekend, so you ask them about theirs. They mention Tahoe and Napa; you nod along, unsure if they are places or music festivals. The food is mostly non-vegetarian, so you just eat the salad. It’s bland but you’re just happy to be here.
Conversations are short because you’re tired of repeating yourself.
You try to call your parents and friends back in India every day. Your best friend makes fun of you for rolling your Rs. You compensate by calling him behenchod and immediately feel dirty saying it. Every time you talk, you have fewer things to say. Your friend forwards you a racist joke and you stop talking.
You fill your weekends with work because you’re really good at it.
You bond with a co-worker over immigrant problems. She’s concerned about her parents living alone. You realize you haven’t called yours in two weeks. She invites you to a new year’s party. Everyone is in suits and you show up in a hoodie, but no one seems to care. You get high for the first time and dance with her. You later ask her to a movie, but she invites her friends.
Your flatmate makes you a dating profile. Most matches never reply. As you complete a year at work, you start getting recruiter emails, which you delete without reading.
At the office holiday party, she’s talking to a co-worker the entire night. Someone tells you they hooked-up. You don’t know what that means yet, but you’re heartbroken.
You don’t work weekends anymore. The year-end review is good, but your manager thinks you could do better. The small raise is enough to make your parents happy, but you know how much your friend at Uber is making. You start reading recruiter emails again.
Your manager is leaving the company, but tells you not to be alarmed. The CEO mentions cost-cutting at the All Hands but assures that all the numbers are up and to the right. You talk to your friend at Uber. He tells you he’s quitting to do his own startup in India.
This time the salad is so bland you take a bite of the chicken for the first time.
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Saturday, 24 December 2022
Wednesday, 21 December 2022
Two plays to come
The last 3 years have been the deepest dark. But in the darkness, faith has grown and the light has held it's flame. It is returning. God bless the light. Every knee will bend, and every chain will break. Haux ! #wintersolstice2022 MB
Tuesday, 20 December 2022
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Sunday, 18 December 2022
Good bye Mark Stokes
Hi folks, I’m afraid it’s time for me to say goodbye. Not just leaving Twitter, but the whole show. I’ve been battling cancer last 2 years, but now only have a few days left now. Thank you wonderful people, I leave this crazy world with much love in my heart 
Saturday, 17 December 2022
Sunday, 11 December 2022
That 1/2 day last friday Tolu papers part II
She could not speak, so the heavy sat soemwhere in her back, a heavy girth - shoulder width. It was a vowed silence, rooted deep. Like some turned key glum around her neck, each step trudging heavy.
Between the thoughts + threaded, lapsing fading ways. In the very slum of it, she could not see a way to give it back.
Someone elses' trouble. Emotional-prison-complex. Pride +avarice. Arrogance+judgement; spat out and spewed upon her through the gap filled teeth, of an openly proud mouth.
She had taken the turn, stayed for the sour and rotten. Open ended brief. The shit of others. MB
Thursday, 8 December 2022
Tomb lady: The Tolu papers.
The blanket of you is over me- doubling as a shroud, You down my speak into wordlessness. I gather at your wake, with all the other dead harbringers that go to you, to give their ground. You are the lady of the lake, you are the lady of the drown, the place where truthful aspiring happy speak, is swallowed under ground. I wish I had never consented to this tomb of an embrace. MB
Friday, 2 December 2022
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