Dive into the Mysterious Journey of SKMysteries.

  (Slight request from my side,  Do Read -  1)  I am an Office Worker   Then, 2)  I am a Guitarist Before reading this story.)**   Those days are long gone where a social gathering isn't a thing anymore. I am a people person, and with that comes the urge to do a lot of bad things with my known associates. I am suffering from  FOMO  (Fear Of Missing Out). I was always in the shadow, sheltered by my family, siblings, and lovers. My wife, however, never try to hold me off. I was free when I was married. How strange is that? But, on the other hand, you might have noticed "was" in that sentence as well. I am not proud of that. I damaged that relationship way before I got the bug of music. I always felt bad for myself that I never even consider the fact that she might have been facing some issues as well. I wasn't a person whom she deserved to have. I was just there, doing nothing. Now, " what did it cost? Everything"     Reading about my previous

Previously on I am: I am an Office Worker   Life during Covid19   It's been 24 days since I am no longer working. I am feeling good about myself. For the first two weeks, my schedule was waking up at noon and sleeping at 5 am. Seriously, I was having the best time of my life. I was also working on some new tunes. Some of those tunes irritated the crap out of my wife. The thought was always there, that how am I supposed to feed my family with this; I cannot just abandon them. My money is about to finish. Despite all that, the reality is yet to hit me. Because, like every other Friday night, I went to watch football with my buddies. We drank beers & got wasted. After the second week (after my resignation), reality finally started hitting me. All the wasted time didn't help me in any possible way. It ruined me, but one must never lose hope. Finally, I managed to get one gig. One of my buddies set me up with an NRI wedding planner. They booked a band in advance, but thei

Life Before Covid19 It is the last day of my office. Received tons of gifts from my co-workers and my ex-employees. I am relieved after quitting this job. It was sort of my gift to myself. I have been practicing guitar all winter and I really hope to do something with that talent. I played at my friend’s wedding, even worked on new tunes. I did not give that reason. In fact, I have said that I wanted to grow and fulfill my destiny, to become a manager or company head. Also, I was tired of this hopeless cycle of getting up, going to office & comeback. Doing this over and over again is kind of pissing me off, so I had to take a break. I started this journey being way behind compared to my peers. They knew what they wanted. One of them actually started doing standup and I am 26 years old not knowing what to do. When am I going to feel the need to do something with my talent? Turns out I was not talented. I was hopelessly applying for jobs for 2 straight years in IT companies w