Living In Fake Cloud Of Superiority.
I met with my neighbor today in the mess he is not my class fellow so I don't usually meet him we share the Internet connection tho so the only talk occurs while I have to get bill money or salam that we as a Muslim say formally so I was sitting eating and wondering about a lot of stuff in the ocean of my mind I heard a vague sound Umar he might have called my name more than three times I looked there and saw the next room neighbor calling my name I acted like oh I'm sorry I didn't hear you he talked about the washroom repair thing that was going on under my supervision so he asked about the administration role in it which was not at all well this is a whole new topic to talk upon if I will get time I will write about it. okay so asked about his contribution and he said he will pay next day he was nice and humble and then he asked about my year of study and then I asked him about his job I used to think he was a post-graduate but he actually was doing