The Sweetness of Doing Nothing
I don’t usually hang out much. Most of my school and college friends are settled in different cities, busy with their own lives. My colleagues don’t really socialize outside work either. Unless someone introduces me to a new circle, I rarely meet people. I have a friend who owns an office space. Two of his assistants also work there. Sometimes, especially on weekends, I drop by—not every day, just once in a while—to take a break from my routine. We chat, sometimes cook, and spend time discussing random things. One day, this friend shared an investment plan with me. He wanted to buy a device and assured me I would not only earn interest on my investment but also benefit from his services. Honestly, it sounded tempting. But I already had financial commitments, so I began asking questions. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I doubted whether he would really keep his word. After all, he hadn’t always followed through on past promises. When I reminded him of that, he got offended. Our ...