THE SLOW KILLING OF SUSTAINABILITY!

DONT MAKE FRIENDS!                                      MAKE ENEMIES.

DONT TRUST YOUR FAMILY!                           TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS.

DONT MAKE MISTAKES!                                   FEAR YOUR SUCCESS.

DONT TRUST WHAT I SAY!                                BELIEVE I  DONT GIVE A SHIT.

After working for multiple companies to figure out what kind of job will be good for me, the long derivation towards my present career choice has been propelling me into the industry of construction and design. 

It has taken me a sufferable 5 years to realize that staying consistent to a single repetitive task will make me an amateur expert in the world of design and building supervision. It has taken me countless visits and numerous plans to realize the fact that being focused on the end result will keep me at a position of respect and trustworthiness. It is with sound reason that the relationship between profit and a working mechanics of professionalism which justifies that effective communication can turn every key onto a single lock until it opens the door of opportunities. In every mode of conducting meetings and interactions with peers do we define the trustworthiness of our professional standing. 

Friends, what a beloved word of mine it was..... destroyed by the hardwork of a few fellows not all but a few. The slow toxication's that seeped through their professional and personal lives have been reflecting onto our relational dynamics.  Its complicated and tough because the word friends meant the world to me because I thought of them to be the world i lived in. I say I a lot of time because this personal outlook has made me sufferable and made me give up the principles I had handed out to the world in the name of sustainability. It took a long time to give it up as they held onto me like hot glue onto paper which could be torn by the innocent workings of the society. The harsh turns to obvious dead ends, the fast lanes to incomplete flyovers and the weirdest of them all tunnels with roads from one end and railway tracks from the other. Bizarre situations have been thrown onto me and the most famous of them all was the idea of respect. 

Respect is a fake word my fellow human beings, respect has been taken into a crushed paper ball and been thrown across the classrooms of law and order onto the very frameworks of society. gaining respect goes from a long line of gaining trust then gaining recognitions in terms of something brave and courageous. If it has not been done before then you have a chance to do it before someone else does it and you then get to make the rules of it because you have been there and done that and now you live with that name and recognition forever. Like winning an Olympic medal for a country which has never one before makes a big difference into how the whole nation looks at the Olympics for some reason. 

I'm never sure of who reads this but it has been kept public my opinions so that i always can justify my reason of loving the truth to be the absolute answer of a stress free life. A stress free life is what i wanted for my friends, not money and respect but a life full of no shame and true love so that i could prove the world was a better place to live. A world worthy of saving from the doom and destruction of society and whatever else it is out there that is spiraling out of control bringing indefinite doom to all habitats.