Naval did a Periscope live chat in 2018 and there are a total of 7 videos, you can watch them here: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKQrDxwE80f-9O5ECHlx7p4U1GtLiNMMh&si=VB1WgGdmRjuj7vMo
He also used to do Clubhouse chats as well. For that, check out this playlist: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKQrDxwE80f\_tp9lXBInAkKIizTmWyNj8&si=pRn4MspMvBRKZu8l
For the first sem, we took a loan from close relatives but after a few days they immediately asked for the money back. My dad had to put my mom chain as collateral and take a loan to repay them. (tyo chain mummy le bhako kehi gold haru maasera banaunu bhako thiyo ani dhitoo rakheko sundaa, I was speechless... k bolam bolam bhayo)
Now it's another sem and although I've applied for a scholarship but I don't have much hope. Originally, my plan was to get a job and manage my rent, food and college expenses. I even tried working but it was much harder than I thought. In a sense, I didn't even get time to study (low salary too) so I messed up the first sem already. Now for the second sem, I'm seriously considering focusing on my studies and working hard.
On the other hand, my parents are telling me to find a job cause we don't have much income source right now. Here I'm planning to work seriously on my college and skills so I can get a good job in my own field. Lot of dilemma. If I get that scholarship, I'll be the happiest person. Hope is the best thing!
For the first sem, we took a loan from close relatives but after a few days they immediately asked for the money back. My dad had to put my mom chain as collateral and take a loan to repay them. (tyo chain mummy le bhako kehi gold haru maasera banaunu bhako thiyo ani dhitoo rakheko sundaa, I was speechless... k bolam bolam bhayo)
Now it's another sem and although I've applied for a scholarship but I don't have much hope. Originally, my plan was to get a job and manage my rent, food and college expenses. I even tried working but it was much harder than I thought. In a sense, I didn't even get time to study (low salary too) so I messed up the first sem already. Now for the second sem, I'm seriously considering focusing on my studies and working hard.
On the other hand, my parents are telling me to find a job cause we don't have much income source right now. Here I'm planning to work seriously on my college and skills so I can get a good job in my own field. Lot of dilemma. If I get that scholarship, I'll be the happiest person. Hope is the best thing!
Leave it, how many countless eyes looked into her eyes, but she only looked into mine with a different intention.
She would probably have ignored me, just like she does with every passenger, if I weren't holding a book while listening to jazz music, but she noticed.
Dumb me, who doesn't initiate anything even when someone's trying to say something with their eyes. But this time, I asked for her number because she immediately recognized the author of the book, and I quickly guessed what kind of person she might be in real life, which I found interesting.
After all, we returned to normal life, but we slowly started getting a bit closer.
She would be at 42,000 feet when I was feeling low, and I would be in my Excel sheets when she wanted to talk about love.
Slowly, our absence made us realize that everything isn't meant to last forever, and that shouldn't be a reason not to love and share moments. We both believed that to love is to let go.
And now, I am left with one question I know I'll never stop asking every air hostess I meet:
"How many love stories have you buried in the graveyard of time zones?"
Leave it, how many countless eyes looked into her eyes, but she only looked into mine with a different intention.
She would probably have ignored me, just like she does with every passenger, if I weren't holding a book while listening to jazz music, but she noticed.
Dumb me, who doesn't initiate anything even when someone's trying to say something with their eyes. But this time, I asked for her number because she immediately recognized the author of the book, and I quickly guessed what kind of person she might be in real life, which I found interesting.
After all, we returned to normal life, but we slowly started getting a bit closer.
She would be at 42,000 feet when I was feeling low, and I would be in my Excel sheets when she wanted to talk about love.
Slowly, our absence made us realize that everything isn't meant to last forever, and that shouldn't be a reason not to love and share moments. We both believed that to love is to let go.
And now, I am left with one question I know I'll never stop asking every air hostess I meet:
"How many love stories have you buried in the graveyard of time zones?"