I don't believe much in self-help, motivational reading and other such da da da. I sort of like the overall effect low moments have on our lives. Of course, they make you stronger. But they also make you realize you'd be pretty sad to want only happy moments. I don't search for true happiness because I don't want it. I like bumpy rides. I like being normal. I like being happy, sad, successful, dejected, loved, rejected, admired, ignored, fat, thin- it all comes together to help rock life.
I have, over the last few years, learnt to love great moments, and go all out and weep the hell out of sad moments.
I've learnt to appreciate true love because I've been burned. And if you haven't been burned, you don't know what you're missing out on!
I've learnt that there is an often occuring and painfully difficult tradeoff in life-it can be easy or interesting!
I've learnt that family is indispensible!
I've learnt that I'm right in believing things can be done in style....
....that best friends can make it so easy to accomplish an evening full of fun, every weekend
....that when I was in love, I was indeed blinded
....that there's a lot of merit in going the right way, even though the wrong way is seemingly easy (a la Shah Rukh Khan in DDLJ)
....that I really do smile on Monday mornings. Oh, I can be such a loser
....that my faith holds me together
....that the body has phenomenal self-healing powers
....that inconsistent messages are confusing the hell out of me, but I'm managing just fine
I'm going to shut off now. I have lots to read. I've been going at a pace of a book a week, and last week I did two. And then, I also have Yoga tomorrow morning, which is even more important these days, since I have a tiny, new swimsuit to fit in to.
I'm off! Good night!