It did not quite travel to India, although it did travel thousands of miles over the mountains, over the trees, over the oceans and over the seas via optical fibres. Dumb assed this one had to be to accept it, albeit extremely grudgingly, in view that there was not much of a choice considering it was a copy and paste straight onto my screen.
So slave and work on it me did, only for me to shave two years off my life when things went awry when the winds decided to change and blew in a storm. It shot my network into a frenzied mess and left me with a deadline, that was not mine to begin with?!? Not to forget that for once, time zone difference is actually not in one's favour, aside from the jet lag that is physically damaging to the human body, since am in the zone that is behind in time.
All in all, aside from being stuck in an asphyxiated state of anxious perplexity and writer's frustration, not to mention hearing the f word in echoing reverberation off the four walls, it was just a big fat kick to the butt. Talk about an amplitudinous wakeup call with thunder and lightning in the background to boot.
For starters, kindness does not beget kindness. Two, it does not pay to be nice. Three, bad karma always comes aknocking but good karma never does, probably from too much voodoo doll poking and cursing that the tenfold return has exceeded this lifetime's lifespan by another three lifetimes.
While there are times that one would like to think that "what goes around comes around", that saying never seems to be applicable in such situations, not unless it were to be me on the receiving end. The buddhists would probably preach that it was my bad doings from my past life or debts that was owed that has to be repaid in this lifetime. Heaven forbid if it has to go beyond this lifetime since am not a believer of lifetimes, although admittedly do nonsensically rant on it from time to time in jest. Maybe that is punishment for using words in vain? god knows.
Therefore, much as would like for someone to do my homework and welcome that same someone with open arms to take my examination for me, shall shut up on that after having been the victim of being picked on to pick up and put together someone's pieces.
The lesson of the day... do your own damn homework!!!