Anecdotes
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A channel to share anecdotes from an earlier life.
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Life is made of moments, some small and simple, others big and life-changing. It’s the little stories, the anecdotes we share, that remind us how far we’ve come and the lessons we've learned along the way."
Prefer and choose to respond, not react if not sure. Feel the feeling but don’t become the emotion. Be mindful and aware of your feelings, allow them, release them but don’t let the emotions behind them overcome you and control you. Our experience in our lives helps us in identifying difficult feelings and discovering the emotions behind them and finding a way to safely release them. It’s a matter of being there and have done it before. In the end, we do realize that it was just something which occurred and we just wasted our precious time in our life. So, the key is: don’t allow the situations to take a toll over you and always remember:
Do not get upset with people or situations, both are powerless without our reaction
Do not get upset with people or situations, both are powerless without our reaction
Japanese summer is my favorite time of the year. As people around you buzz like ants on a busy workday, the frenetic pace of life finds a melody to match in the incessant cry of the cicadas. The revolting music composers find their raison d’etrein those two damp months. They live as they die, lamenting their short lives in their shrill cry.
A few years ago, I went through a difficult breakup and was feeling down. My friends tried to cheer me up by taking me to our favorite club. Unfortunately, I wasn't thinking clearly and drank too much alcohol. I don't remember much about that night, but I do know that I acted strangely and danced a lot. The next day, my friends showed me videos of me dancing half-naked, which was embarrassing. I felt so ashamed that I locked myself in my room for a few days. To this day, my friends still tease me about that night.
In the last few years while I’ve waited to check in at the airport, the cruelty of travelling economy or business class and now add suites to that, amuses me. Suspended in air in the belly of a flying reptilian giant is always the same tiring experience, no matter wherever I am; cramped economy class, roomy business class or the luxurious suites. Though I can’t help but congratulate science on the technical marvel that does it all from carrying people to making arrangements for both shopping and defecating at once, I’m left wanting more.
if it's good enough to screenshot, it's probably time to sell
I ride on trains almost everyday sandwiched between awfully well dressed people smelling of Chanel and Gucci but reeking of heartache and loneliness. Though packed tightly like sushi rolls we ride to the same destination, we leave no fissure, no crack lest some human emotion seeps in forcing a smile or a smirk out of us.
I have endless summer stories to share. Should I begin on the hot parched terrace where we stole and ate pickled mangoes before their skin melted into the melee of spices or should I begin with the charpoy I left my holiday homework on, only for the ink to be washed away by the untimely monsoon rain.
Or should I begin with how we ran barefoot on hot floor to see what the postman brought us and then how we stood under the cool shadow of our neighbor's gulmohar, lamenting why no one wrote letters to children.
Should I begin, with how the luxury of time turned us into poets. our hands still soiled with ink from fountain pens, we did not know how to hold yet.
Perhaps I should begin with what remained, the residue of a long dusty summer. The smell of wet earth after the much awaited rain, the memory of the few chunks of hot coal making love to some shy grains of corn on slow heat and the bearded old man who patiently fanned that love affair....
Or should I begin with how we ran barefoot on hot floor to see what the postman brought us and then how we stood under the cool shadow of our neighbor's gulmohar, lamenting why no one wrote letters to children.
Should I begin, with how the luxury of time turned us into poets. our hands still soiled with ink from fountain pens, we did not know how to hold yet.
Perhaps I should begin with what remained, the residue of a long dusty summer. The smell of wet earth after the much awaited rain, the memory of the few chunks of hot coal making love to some shy grains of corn on slow heat and the bearded old man who patiently fanned that love affair....
My girlfriend asked me last night “gimme your phone rn,i wanna check something !”
I replied “Okay! but per minute i will charge 20$ from you ”
Now guess who’s single and has 100$ 👽👽
I replied “Okay! but per minute i will charge 20$ from you ”
Now guess who’s single and has 100$ 👽👽
I'm writing an anecdote right now.
I wanted to poop an hour ago, but I endured it.
But...I'm about to come out now.
So I ran to go to the bathroom.
And I pooped coolly and found tissue, but it wasn't there.
So I called my senior.
Do you know what your senior said?
I'll let you know tomorrow.😂😂
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I wanted to poop an hour ago, but I endured it.
But...I'm about to come out now.
So I ran to go to the bathroom.
And I pooped coolly and found tissue, but it wasn't there.
So I called my senior.
Do you know what your senior said?
I'll let you know tomorrow.😂😂
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You know what happened to me in the bathroom?
It was the company bathroom.
I was in such a hurry to poop.
So I just went into the bathroom, quickly lowered my pants, and sat on the toilet.
But the toilet cover was damp. There was water on it.
Men know that sometimes someone peed on the cover.
So I was so angry.
So I had no choice but to pack all the poop and come out.
In a state of anger.
I will write the next article at this time tomorrow.
Hee hee
😁😁
It was the company bathroom.
I was in such a hurry to poop.
So I just went into the bathroom, quickly lowered my pants, and sat on the toilet.
But the toilet cover was damp. There was water on it.
Men know that sometimes someone peed on the cover.
So I was so angry.
So I had no choice but to pack all the poop and come out.
In a state of anger.
I will write the next article at this time tomorrow.
Hee hee
😁😁
My wife told me to come and
She brought me Aga panties. and told me to put them on
I laughed and ran away
Then my wife's sister came out of the bathroom and I was able to go into the bathroom
After that, I took a shower and went back to eating ramen as if nothing had happened.
The next story is a more interesting anecdote.
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She brought me Aga panties. and told me to put them on
I laughed and ran away
Then my wife's sister came out of the bathroom and I was able to go into the bathroom
After that, I took a shower and went back to eating ramen as if nothing had happened.
The next story is a more interesting anecdote.
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Tonight I and some friends were sitting in front of my house, I made them coffee n yeah, we playing guitar and sing together,,,
n than something fell from the sky and hit my friend, and a very pungent smell spread, Guess what is that?
Yeaah thats owl poop, my friend hurriedly threw off his clothes and go home. What a lol night wkwkwk
n than something fell from the sky and hit my friend, and a very pungent smell spread, Guess what is that?
Yeaah thats owl poop, my friend hurriedly threw off his clothes and go home. What a lol night wkwkwk
The door was locked and I was running around begging my wife to save me.
And...I can't overcome the unbearable pain...I stopped it in the end.
I'm glad I endured enough to hold out.
And it's not a big deal,
Something small came out.
I felt like I was in hell.
It was a very shameful thing.
The next story will continue tomorrow...😵💫
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And...I can't overcome the unbearable pain...I stopped it in the end.
I'm glad I endured enough to hold out.
And it's not a big deal,
Something small came out.
I felt like I was in hell.
It was a very shameful thing.
The next story will continue tomorrow...😵💫
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4 years ago, i remember when my friend arrogantly wanted to harvest honey, Without any experience, He tried to get honey from a tree on the side of the river.
After he reached the top of the tree, he tried to cut the branch where the bee's nest was, suddenly the bees got angry and attacked him, he jumped into the river, His face was swollen and full of bee stings and he lost his machete.
until now he never dared to take honey again.
And I always laugh when I remember that incident. 😅😅😅😅
After he reached the top of the tree, he tried to cut the branch where the bee's nest was, suddenly the bees got angry and attacked him, he jumped into the river, His face was swollen and full of bee stings and he lost his machete.
until now he never dared to take honey again.
And I always laugh when I remember that incident. 😅😅😅😅
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I was eating ramen at my in-laws' house
While eating, I had to fart, so I tried to force myself to do it,
and something else heavy was about to come out
So I went to the bathroom in Hurry up., but the door was locked..The next story will continue tomorrow 😁
While eating, I had to fart, so I tried to force myself to do it,
and something else heavy was about to come out
So I went to the bathroom in Hurry up., but the door was locked..The next story will continue tomorrow 😁
Once while drinking way too much at a bar in Queens to chill after a blind date gone bad in my 20’s
I was sitting next to an older woman in her 50’s I’d guess with fire red hair.
I complemented her hair color and saying it reminded me of my Mothers.
She said “it comes out of a bottle kid” expecting me to F off.
I laughed and we proceeded to get pissed drunk.
Some time later she dropped some wisdom on me that I’d never forget.
“You know there’s nothing cute about an old wastrel”
I was sitting next to an older woman in her 50’s I’d guess with fire red hair.
I complemented her hair color and saying it reminded me of my Mothers.
She said “it comes out of a bottle kid” expecting me to F off.
I laughed and we proceeded to get pissed drunk.
Some time later she dropped some wisdom on me that I’d never forget.
“You know there’s nothing cute about an old wastrel”
My mother-in-law came to visit my house
I was in the game room, talking on Discord with my headset
I got a call from my wife who was out
My mother-in-law said to my wife, "Your husband is crazy"
I was in the game room, talking on Discord with my headset
I got a call from my wife who was out
My mother-in-law said to my wife, "Your husband is crazy"
I remember when I was child, I was walking home with some of my friends at night passing through the rice fields, at that time we were scared because we saw a figure that resembled a person, we all thought it was a ghost or a monster, While we were afraid, we forced ourselves to continue moving towards the figure. It turned out that the figure was a scarecrow. How relieved we were, and finally we went home laughing remembering the incident
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funny Anecdote : There was a husband who had a photo of his wife in his wallet. When his friends saw him, he was praised as a very good husband.
Then, one of his friends asked what the function of carrying a photo of his wife was. He answered: "When I have problems at the office, I always look at that photo."
"Wow, how happy you are to have a wife like that, how is that possible?" asked his friend.
The husband answered back: "Yes, if I look at my wife's photo, all the problems at the office are nothing compared to the problems with her!
Then, one of his friends asked what the function of carrying a photo of his wife was. He answered: "When I have problems at the office, I always look at that photo."
"Wow, how happy you are to have a wife like that, how is that possible?" asked his friend.
The husband answered back: "Yes, if I look at my wife's photo, all the problems at the office are nothing compared to the problems with her!