Not so depressing!

Over the past few years i have come to realize that i don't get depressed as often as i used to. I guess exposure to engineering, train travel, work, stupid girls, their 'rona dhona' has made me stronger. However when i do get depressed now, its much more intense.....actually suicidal. In my desperation I used to do a lot of things and the few which helped are.....

1) NOT sit idle - You sit idle, the depression gets multiplied by a factor of two every hour. This is the first not-to-do when depressed. You bloody keep thinking about it & thoughts like "maybe, i could, i should, what if...etc" keep running, but doesn't really take you anywhere. Help yourself into some activity mate.

2) take a haircut - funny right!! keep reading ...i take a haircut, if possible even change my hairstyle. This works wonders for me. With every snip of the barbers scissor, i feel my anxieties go away. Kya connection hain malum nahin! Lekin when I step out of the saloon, i feel like a new man.

3) Eat - People say they loose their appetite at such times. Well for me its just the opposite. I tend to eat a lot. I eat 5 times a day, twice as much & for some reason the food tastes so good then, even when am alone. hmm sukka mutton yaad agaya.

4) Friends - What would I be without my kickass friends? I got loads of friends but some of them are really special! you know I am talking about my guy friends here. Words like "abay salay, kya leke bhait gaya" "Tu kya pagal ho gaya hain" "arre, you are Mohsin The Great, its a shame to see you this way" are so uplifting and inspiring. ................ Sab ke sab feku salay! but sigh.....it works on me.

5) Ride my bike - this ones my favourite. I believe there always someone better at whatever I am doing. But when it comes to zooming........... i believe i can take just about anybody's ass! A good race is what I need always! There comes a time when i cannot make out the difference between me & the machine. Donno if i become a part of the bike or the bike becomes an extension of me. I am not riding then, the bike just responds to my instincts. It gains me almost all my lost confidence & adds more to it.

Mulgee shiklee, pragati jhalee!

My community has finally understood the importance of women getting educated. Mothers looking for “bahus” have started asking “kitnee padhee likhee hain?”. Potential Samdhans answer

1. “baarvi padhee hain”

2. “BCom kar rahee hain”

3. “first year B.A. main dakhila liya hain.”

Comes the acknowledgment “Chalo accha hain, bachon ki padhai, tuition wagera main accha ho jayega”

Pillow..

I have used a lot of things in place of a pillow like bags, books, bedsheet, box, my hand, friends etc

This afternoon I saw a beggar sleeping on the street using his prosthetic leg as one. He must have come tired, sat down, detatched his leg, placed it on the ground & rested his weary head on it.

Detaching a body part and making it a utility(pillow??)……Still doesn’t get into my head............. overwhelming…..