Me: The Ola GPS is asking you to turn left, but we will go right
Cab driver: Right? How will we reach your destination by going right?
So I gave him the route we will take, explaining that the traffic is more free flowing on that route, and added: You’ll be able to drive in the 5th gear too.
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GM.
I’ve been trying to contact you since so long.
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I am with you.
This scattered scared mind that you are experiencing – that is also me. There is literally no difference between me and you.
Do not seek me. Experience your self. That is where I am.
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