Over generalization of the cruel, difficult to please world. bound to fail to impress and be loved. The reasons are embedded in the body, when guards of unpleasantness make the event magnified.
Humor kills anxiety.
Invited the dark unfriendly ghost of the world in, and offered some halwa, burfi and such (indian sweets). Came to eat me, but had the sweets instead, patted me on the shoulder. Come any time, move freely out or in, sleep here if you wish to…
The famous quote – no one thinks of you to the extent that it is an insult. If that is the general case, too much thinking of people who hate you makes no sense. The reasons from the past, they change, neurons shift, give a smile to the neurons. Invite the ghosts in and let them feel safe and relaxed. Let them sleep here, knowing that all is fine and no more do they have to warn me.
Thinking of the world of friends. People who have been kind to me, loves me, shows me care through words and actions. I remember them. And i choose to create and think of the world of friends as part of my gratitude for them. That is a more sensible world to think of anyway. And whatever i will accept in the future is a multiplication of the world of friends, because according to our rule, that is what we will choose to define as our world and the world i will think of.
The vast wide world, in my mind's eye. When a foul mouthed hooligan started appearing, i looked up and tried to look through the window of a nearby apartment. A mother in green saree making chappaathi. Her daughter playing with an orange turquoise balloon. She comes near her mother, mother looks down smiling at her while rolling the chappathi, and daughter hops back, back to her toys…
It is all options though after sometime we forget that what we feel and believe came from what were options ones. Options we chose from for whatever reason. Good thing, they are still options.