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Why can’t the things around be smooth?

Smooth as the fresh butter, glossy and a delight to eat (foodie in me can’t hide). Though I’m not at all into the serious sort of thinking as it’s not my cup of tea but there are certain times when I feel low due to the way things shape around.

Nothing keeps me wedged for long. I’ll be happy, gloomy, irritated, excited, annoyed and even sometimes scream my lungs out when I’m confused about my actual state of mind.

Don’t take me to be a madcap but probably everybody experiences such farrago of emotions. It’s just that we cease to share this with people around thinking all this would sound daft to them.

Problems pester us to the pinnacle but then nothing can put them down until some new set of problems surface and the earlier ones sink, deeeep beneath. (Ignore those extra *ee’s!)

Before going ahead let me clear I did not have a breakup nor did I lose any dear friend, so just shoo away all those clouds of doubt. Blame all the intellectual stuff I have been reading lately about positive thinking and its role in streamlining life (The gravity of things is actually beyond my scope of comprehension). I also tried to scratch my brains and the effect is here (Sigh).

But then, there are people who get easily motivated by reading such inspirational stuff and they religiously practice the teachings for a healthy and a better life. This indeed is a quality worth appreciation. With all these books in market from different writers and with an immense following people like me can conclude that there must be something substantial in these texts (One of my friends who is a firm follower of “The Secret” by author Rhonda Byrne would surely consent to it with a big grin) But then where do people like me land?!

Probably we are a faction of stubborn people who have their set ideologies which are hard to tamper (with all the advice from the near and dear ones proving to be futile as their words fall on deaf ears!)