Was it a bad day? Or was it a bad five minutes that you milked all day?

As soon as I stepped in my home, I threw my bag and jumped into the bed, to sleep away my worries, my disappointments, my embarrassments and those few disastrous moments, which spoiled my entire day. I just couldn't digest the fact that it was me, who suffered all day long. I didn't want to think about it, but my mind and heart replayed those moments as if they were the best ones of my life, and somewhere within me, my irritation and frustration were beginning to take control of what I should do, instead of what I must be doing. And unknowingly yet inevitably, I started behaving rudely, spoiling my own relations, satisfying my own guilt filled with ego and hurt. I began to do things I hated, finding pleasure in punishing myself and hating the way I am even more. It was as if those few bad moments were much more important than the good and the positive ones. I know it feels horrible. It feels horrible when we are scolded, kicked out, screamed at, mocked at, and sometimes even unloved and uncared. I know, you feel bad when you score less, when you are the only person with incomplete work, when you are forced to stay with people you dislike, when you are knocked out in a match you were really looking forward to, when you are ignored and left alone and when every other thing you dislike takes place and you cannot really stop it. This doesn't mean you will sulk the entire day, thinking about that damned thing. You have the power to decide what you want and the freedom to think what you love to Change the way you think and focus on something you love, and you will realise that, you were actually a fool, who wasted his time and energy for things and people who won't even matter the next day. It's all in your head. The more you think of it, the more you find yourself trapped in the same. Learn to let go of things, for it is one of the most treasured key to happiness and peace. At the end of the day, it's up to you, whether you cry about those few minutes or cherish your broken, harsh, yet beautiful life 🙏

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