The odd jobs I was doing were paying me well enough to sustain the living. For sure they were exhausting, but there was no way I would have backed down. I had tasted the self-satisfaction coming from the work done with full commitment. Most of my early life was spent running after short term pleasures and hiding from facing the necessary pain. A pleasure junkie who would make impulsive decisions in search of happiness all the time would often run away from the responsibilities and commitments. Quitting in the face of resistance and challenging situations had been the motto of my life back then. I would pursue things as long as I could extract happiness from them. Honestly, I wasn't really interested in anything other than constantly searching for happiness in everyone and everything. Though the pain was an integral part of success and self-growth, my addiction to seeking happiness in every moment took me far away from becoming a real man. My choice to live by emotional decisions while torching my rational mind was the reason behind me getting broke. After getting brutally smacked down by life, I had understood the importance of rational thinking. My friendship with the pain was the new beginning of my life. I guess, better late than never.
Our Israeli friend Noa
had plans to come to Goa in February. When we had met 3 months back in Salli,
there was a discussion on some work she had planned to bring to India. She had
a strong network of owners and higher management of many IT companies in
Israel. Noa had convinced her IT company owner friend to take one project to
India. The promise she had made to me in Salli about my job was soon to turn
into a reality. I was going to lead and manage the entire project. Though I had
a background in Finance and not in IT, I was ready to learn and grab the
opportunity. For my initial guidance to the project, Noa had asked the client
to accompany one employee with her to India for a couple of months till I get
trained. I was excited to learn something new and start a full-time legit job.
Meanwhile, I was helping Artur on weekends in his kabab food stall.
Noa and Or reached
Morjim just before Valentine's day. We were happy to see our friend after 3
months. She had brought a bag full of special chips from Israel called Bamba.
Very unique taste but eating them with masala chai hadn't been a good idea.
While Madhu and Noa were busy sharing their endless stream of stories, me and
Or were getting to know each other. Or was a jolly young boy in his mid-20s,
super passionate about food and travelling. He was working on building his own
App alongside working in an IT company. Soon after spending a couple of hours
with him, I realised his nature was just like mine. Calm, quiet, easy-going,
laid back, overthinker and in general confused about life. I felt like looking
into the mirror by looking at him. Soon we started to arrange the logistics
required to start our work. The master bedroom where Or was living was
converted into our office by joining two tables in front of his bed facing the
window. The high-speed broadband connection was set up on short notice. And the
stage was set up for the beginning of a startup IT company.
A New Adventure Had Begun.
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