This is a guest post by Debapriya Mukherjee. The views expressed are entirely of the author.
What else you can do when you are sitting idle in your room with an Internet connection(which is also provided by the office for free of cost - my PL will kill me if he comes to know), when you have already lost your interest in chatting, you are no longer interested to drool upon Sunny Leone or Jenna Jameson, or you don't have the energy to peep in the girls' profiles in Orkut or Facebook?
A doctor: will turn it off and have a sleep.
A lawyer: will surf the news site.
A studious: will Google or duckduckgo or wiki.
A Bachelor IT guy: will become confuse, like I was few moments back with what to do.
At last after taking a whole cigarette, the 6th one of the day - (according to her schedule i had already exceeded my whole day's quota by 2) a window popped up in my head saying "Do you remember you own a blog? You can visit that place".
I don't know if it was the effect of the nicotine or what,(non-smokers may call it baseless belief)-the idea dint came to me before.If it had come to me before I may have lessened the count which is going to be exceeded by some 5 more.
Newly I visited my blog.It was a free eBook downloading blog.I don't know how much bibliophile i was but i loved that task once, people requesting for books and I kept on uploading them.
But the time was excellent once, people praised initially, but slowly when the time came of maintaining the blog, things started getting more complex and tougher, believe me It requires hell lot of energy to manage this eBook download maintaining with the free hosting sites.
Read more: The girl next row … 😡 »
But probably I was in the 5th level dream of Inception. After a month of creating the blog I checked my ziddu account, after a thousand downloads it was showing 1$.I died of shock, and in that dream I went to a libido.Probably I had created an unbreakable world record of becoming lowest revenued business man, coz I lost almost 18$ in Internet connection, 5$ in Electricity bill, and 30 man-days energy just before my joining days in a company where the training subject will be a programming language called doctor Scheme.The less i speak about this language is better for all.
The name of the book I uploaded last was I TOO HAD A LOVE STORY, it was almost reflecting my devastated situation - I TOO HAD A DREAM.
I happily denied the next month Internet recharge.
The ultimate incident happened today.It was the same routine(although my routine keep on changing like Paris Hilton's mood due to some uninterpretable policies of my company). I had a morning shift because My client is an Australian airways company, and nowadays, they are very, very busy in saving the daylight. For that reason they will get up early and start working at 9 o clock AEST, but there watches will show 8 am sharp, and these will screw my sleeping like anything because they are 5 and half hour ahead than us.
Still they pay me. I have signed some agreement with my company, so I need to jump out of my bed, lit the number one cigarette (its named as force-India) and rushed to the bathroom taking my dirty towel(My landlord won't let us use washing machine, because according to him its wastage of water and electric, and I have only one towel, and I have a very, very weak memory to remember to buy an alternate towel, and moreover I have a very low-cost mobile to set up an alarm memo, or I had lost my sticky notes or.....leave it). Spending 15 minutes in the purest place of earth I rushed to wear my formal dress. Now that's an etiquette. Formal dress increase your smartness by 100 folds, but reduces your coziness and working energy by infinite number of folds.Still companies will vote for smart workers(I mean smart looking workers.).
Somehow I managed to reach the office in Time.The day was fine. Work pressure was normal.Alas!! Everyone will come up with issues when you are about to leave, specially when you have a plan to spend some quality time with your special friend in Chennai(for me Chennai = beach..nothing more).
The plan got canceled, and my mood decided to give up from adjustments.I came back, went to bathroom.I was dying to get a bath.It was scorching hot yesterday.
I came back and I sat opening the laptop.
The Chatbox that i had embedded in the blog was showing something, that reminded me of my loss.The loss was not over.Now maximum of the links were not in working stage, that catalyzed my fans to became my foes. Cursing and abuses were overflowing.
Finally, I decided to give up.I deleted all the eBooks and posts.The 30 man days were gone within 30 clicks.
The loss I had caused to the authors by putting their books for free, turned out to be a loss of mine.
I decided, now onwards I will only write.No other business.
No other attempts, atleast in Blogger.