Nilu Pule
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I apologize in advance for bed grammer.
So, I have been getting a lot of calls from depressed relatives. Although I wanted my struggle with Depression to be kept secret. Not because I was ashamed of it, but because I am an extremely private person and borderline anti-social. In spite of my numerous pleas to my parents not to talk about it, they anyway decided to tell everyone. Now my relatives think I can alleviate their depression.
My cousins who are getting the lockdown blues, keep calling me for a telephonic counseling session. Btw successful and seemingly happy relatives of mine never kept in touch with me (nor did I with them) for the past few years.
What surprises me the most is these guys are successful, financially well off and healthy.
Let's talk about my cousin who surprised me the most. 6'1, light brown, sharp features with a cute little dimple. Has a high paying job, has a trophy girlfriend, bought a used Audi, bought a flat in a luxury housing complex. Spends a vacation abroad every year. All at a very tender age. And yet lockdown got to him. Dude sounded extremely depressed on the phone. At first, I really did not want to talk to him. Although he was always nice to me. Few years he had made fun of me for paying for some love time. I did not expect that from him. If it was anyone else it wouldn't matter to me. You know what I am saying.
So getting back to the story. He started ranting out how lockdown made him do some introspection. He realized has not achieved anything. All the work he has done was meaningless. He hates his job although it isn't stressful. He wanted to quit his job and start a homestay for tourists in rural Goa. He told his parents are financially sound and don't expect him to care for them. He has enough money as well. I told him it was an excellent idea and stress-free living is anything better than high paying money. I also suggested him to become a blogger and provide homestay workshops along with that. We talk like for two hours whenever he calls. I listen patiently to his rants. I provide positive encouragement even if it means degrading myself. For eg, I say hey look at me I am a loser but man, you are the guy every guy dreams about being. You know what I am saying.
Yet the guy does not have the courage to chase his dream. He is just afraid of what people will think of him. He has millions of doubts. I mean, seriously come on. Life is unfair. Some are born lucky. They take the elevator to the top. Yet these lucky people are mentally weak in spite of life gifting them roses at their every step.
I look at their pictures on social media. And they do a good job of pretending to be happy and successful. But deep inside they are more insecure and lonely than the losers. They have all the resources to chase their dreams and strangers who will support them in their venture just because they were born winners. Yet they are the biggest pussy betas. You know what I am saying.
Let's take discuss suicide case of Sushant Singh Rajput. Sushant, if you are reading this please create a false flag account and answer me. You were a tier 2 Bollywood actor. Your net worth was 70 cr. You had low IQ Bollywood fans who worshipped you. Lolitas who wanted to have your babies. A huge offer from Netflix which would have made you one of the highest-paid TV actors in the world. Not to mention an excellent academic record.
Bro, you killed yourself because bolly fags like Karan Johar and Salman boycotted you for not sleeping them. Come on, seriously? Maybe you had observed the lives of those who are born unlucky yet go on with their lives. And show some F-kiiing gratitude. You would have been happy and alive.
I have been reading a lot of news articles of successful people killing themselves because of lockdown depression. Can't you stay locked up in your homes with your loved ones for 3 months? I live all alone with no one to talk in person. Lockdown brought down my minimal social interaction to nil. Yet I am going on. Not whining or moaning irl about being unhappy or unlucky. Success seems like an 11/10 racist pdf girl who is never going to come to you. You know what I am saying. But I am still doing my thing. So if these lucky ones want me to shed a tear for them. They will get a middle finger.
The universe is throwing a Satanic party. Pandemic > Economic collapse > World War 3 most likely in that order. I think tough times ahead for these lucky snowflakes. They won't be able to swallow minor hurdles as they have been used to only winning.
The unlucky ones rejoice now. Your era is about to come.
The universe is rearranging the cosmic order. It is separating the grain from the chaff.
Yours sincerely,
Nilu Pule
Let me tag our pdf wise men @padamchen @Bagheera @Mangus Ortus Novem @SIPRA @El Sidd @aryadravida @Ace of Spades @Mentee @Azadkashmir
My haters @Joe Shearer @Nilgiri @krash @DalalErMaNodi come at me.
Forgot to tag you @Juggernaut_Flat_Plane_V8. You are the guy who knows a lot about life and stuff.
So, I have been getting a lot of calls from depressed relatives. Although I wanted my struggle with Depression to be kept secret. Not because I was ashamed of it, but because I am an extremely private person and borderline anti-social. In spite of my numerous pleas to my parents not to talk about it, they anyway decided to tell everyone. Now my relatives think I can alleviate their depression.
My cousins who are getting the lockdown blues, keep calling me for a telephonic counseling session. Btw successful and seemingly happy relatives of mine never kept in touch with me (nor did I with them) for the past few years.
What surprises me the most is these guys are successful, financially well off and healthy.
Let's talk about my cousin who surprised me the most. 6'1, light brown, sharp features with a cute little dimple. Has a high paying job, has a trophy girlfriend, bought a used Audi, bought a flat in a luxury housing complex. Spends a vacation abroad every year. All at a very tender age. And yet lockdown got to him. Dude sounded extremely depressed on the phone. At first, I really did not want to talk to him. Although he was always nice to me. Few years he had made fun of me for paying for some love time. I did not expect that from him. If it was anyone else it wouldn't matter to me. You know what I am saying.
So getting back to the story. He started ranting out how lockdown made him do some introspection. He realized has not achieved anything. All the work he has done was meaningless. He hates his job although it isn't stressful. He wanted to quit his job and start a homestay for tourists in rural Goa. He told his parents are financially sound and don't expect him to care for them. He has enough money as well. I told him it was an excellent idea and stress-free living is anything better than high paying money. I also suggested him to become a blogger and provide homestay workshops along with that. We talk like for two hours whenever he calls. I listen patiently to his rants. I provide positive encouragement even if it means degrading myself. For eg, I say hey look at me I am a loser but man, you are the guy every guy dreams about being. You know what I am saying.
Yet the guy does not have the courage to chase his dream. He is just afraid of what people will think of him. He has millions of doubts. I mean, seriously come on. Life is unfair. Some are born lucky. They take the elevator to the top. Yet these lucky people are mentally weak in spite of life gifting them roses at their every step.
I look at their pictures on social media. And they do a good job of pretending to be happy and successful. But deep inside they are more insecure and lonely than the losers. They have all the resources to chase their dreams and strangers who will support them in their venture just because they were born winners. Yet they are the biggest pussy betas. You know what I am saying.
Let's take discuss suicide case of Sushant Singh Rajput. Sushant, if you are reading this please create a false flag account and answer me. You were a tier 2 Bollywood actor. Your net worth was 70 cr. You had low IQ Bollywood fans who worshipped you. Lolitas who wanted to have your babies. A huge offer from Netflix which would have made you one of the highest-paid TV actors in the world. Not to mention an excellent academic record.
Bro, you killed yourself because bolly fags like Karan Johar and Salman boycotted you for not sleeping them. Come on, seriously? Maybe you had observed the lives of those who are born unlucky yet go on with their lives. And show some F-kiiing gratitude. You would have been happy and alive.
I have been reading a lot of news articles of successful people killing themselves because of lockdown depression. Can't you stay locked up in your homes with your loved ones for 3 months? I live all alone with no one to talk in person. Lockdown brought down my minimal social interaction to nil. Yet I am going on. Not whining or moaning irl about being unhappy or unlucky. Success seems like an 11/10 racist pdf girl who is never going to come to you. You know what I am saying. But I am still doing my thing. So if these lucky ones want me to shed a tear for them. They will get a middle finger.
The universe is throwing a Satanic party. Pandemic > Economic collapse > World War 3 most likely in that order. I think tough times ahead for these lucky snowflakes. They won't be able to swallow minor hurdles as they have been used to only winning.
The unlucky ones rejoice now. Your era is about to come.
The universe is rearranging the cosmic order. It is separating the grain from the chaff.
Yours sincerely,
Nilu Pule
Let me tag our pdf wise men @padamchen @Bagheera @Mangus Ortus Novem @SIPRA @El Sidd @aryadravida @Ace of Spades @Mentee @Azadkashmir
My haters @Joe Shearer @Nilgiri @krash @DalalErMaNodi come at me.
Forgot to tag you @Juggernaut_Flat_Plane_V8. You are the guy who knows a lot about life and stuff.
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