chaitanya : living a story, living a lie

One Minute

“One minute” – that’s my official pet phrase I use it in the washroom, I use it while eating, I use it while sleeping and while getting up while studying, and while stalling to study. I use it everywhere, to be honest. But it does not last for 60 seconds. My sister says my “one minute” could be as long as about 6 to 7 hours. If I don’t use it with you, you are lucky. I am trying my best to not use the phrase now. I am actually scared that I will become Amazon.

“I’ll see you in 2-3 business days.” Then I would also need Secretary but I am so bankrupt. Am I studying? Am I working? No! I am doing nothing. Just “one minute”. Saying it does not get me peace, relaxation or anything. But the extra frustration of someone waiting for me. There would be a minute soon enough when I will stop this.



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