People are
never satisfied. We laugh and smile, but we’re never at peace. This is how greatly unsatisfied we’ll always
be. Sometimes, just once in a while in life, you feel like ‘most’ of the things
are going right because of course, one person cannot have everything he wishes
for. This is when reality knocks on your door and screams ‘ Hello bitch! Missed
me? ‘ and you know you’re going to be in deep trouble for some time.
All of us have different approaches to deal with unavoidable circumstances, some bail and some fight. That difference, what I feel, is the problem. You hope and hope and then hope a little more, when the dream crushes right into your palm, you set your bars low and dream again. There comes the hope again. Even when you say to yourself, “Dhwani, this is not going to happen in a million years, either STOP IT or take a gun and shoot yourself” and yet, you end up hoping, secretly of course.
When you’re hoping for somebody to call you, how many times do you end up looking at your phone? That’s the glitch, my friend. Hope never dies. Even when everything else shatters. I wonder if that’s a good thing or bad. The thing with life is that it’s a biggg, like seriously big, big-enough-to-fit-a-dinosaur big, envelope. You open it with certain expectations and a lot of times, it never fails to disappoint you. But In life, you need to be happy. You need to carry happiness right in your purse so that everytime you feel like the envelope is going to hit you in the eye, you can take out happiness out of your purse and everything will be better once again.
What I do is, buy myself Ice tea. Just 42rs of happiness.
Oh, added with a little shopping, ofcourse. ;)
All of us have different approaches to deal with unavoidable circumstances, some bail and some fight. That difference, what I feel, is the problem. You hope and hope and then hope a little more, when the dream crushes right into your palm, you set your bars low and dream again. There comes the hope again. Even when you say to yourself, “Dhwani, this is not going to happen in a million years, either STOP IT or take a gun and shoot yourself” and yet, you end up hoping, secretly of course.
When you’re hoping for somebody to call you, how many times do you end up looking at your phone? That’s the glitch, my friend. Hope never dies. Even when everything else shatters. I wonder if that’s a good thing or bad. The thing with life is that it’s a biggg, like seriously big, big-enough-to-fit-a-dinosaur big, envelope. You open it with certain expectations and a lot of times, it never fails to disappoint you. But In life, you need to be happy. You need to carry happiness right in your purse so that everytime you feel like the envelope is going to hit you in the eye, you can take out happiness out of your purse and everything will be better once again.
What I do is, buy myself Ice tea. Just 42rs of happiness.
Oh, added with a little shopping, ofcourse. ;)
