Sounds like a book? Of course this is - the one I could not get online & I am in dire need of it .
I am a desolate lunatic who was hitherto happy with what he does- extremely happy in fact!
Stepped in corporate life, bereaved the old friends ; but priorities never changed or allow me rephrase it - I never let them changed as long as I was happy .
But, now I am accused by many of not being ' social' . I always tried to get rid of mob I evade parties, functions and social hobnobs - so my this' inability' of not being social is making me quadriplegic me in almost all corners.
It's not that I did not try to come out of the box, it's not that I am arrogant or egoistic - but 'something' inside me encumbers me to give a plastic wry smile to strangers.
I am cocoon in my world, but who cares what the hell are you doing in your own den.?
Whenever I tried to get new friends (I believe no other word is lexicon-ed so far for this relation from friend market) - whenever I tried to give the blanket of this sort of notorious shroud- something inside me pushed me back to my position.
I am happy at my position and seems the circumstances work in my favor , but they say I am 'estrange' - i need to be social - they said and of course they are ALL in this world.
So girding up my loin today , I searched today 'How to become social in 30 days.pdf'' and I ended with zilch. I am helpless ! Please pass me this book if you have.
I am a desolate lunatic who was hitherto happy with what he does- extremely happy in fact!
Stepped in corporate life, bereaved the old friends ; but priorities never changed or allow me rephrase it - I never let them changed as long as I was happy .
But, now I am accused by many of not being ' social' . I always tried to get rid of mob I evade parties, functions and social hobnobs - so my this' inability' of not being social is making me quadriplegic me in almost all corners.
It's not that I did not try to come out of the box, it's not that I am arrogant or egoistic - but 'something' inside me encumbers me to give a plastic wry smile to strangers.
I am cocoon in my world, but who cares what the hell are you doing in your own den.?
Whenever I tried to get new friends (I believe no other word is lexicon-ed so far for this relation from friend market) - whenever I tried to give the blanket of this sort of notorious shroud- something inside me pushed me back to my position.
I am happy at my position and seems the circumstances work in my favor , but they say I am 'estrange' - i need to be social - they said and of course they are ALL in this world.
So girding up my loin today , I searched today 'How to become social in 30 days.pdf'' and I ended with zilch. I am helpless ! Please pass me this book if you have.
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