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From Pique to Peace


Hey lovely people

How are you all doing? Any news? No news? Well that does mean good news, because no news is good news *wink wink*

But these days, we have even stopped talking about bad news. Sometimes out of insecurity, other times out of the fear of being laughed at. In my case too, I would hide any bad happening in my life whenever I can, just for the (innocent) pleasure of snatching that victorious smirk, that flutters for a second, on the ill facades of "well wishers" when they get to know about your bad times.

Haha! Who needs paying for spiritual motivational classes (synonym - phony religious ashrams) after this. I already let out their trade secret - be the smug jerk, who though may be having a terrible break up or suffering a boring marriage, who might be in debt upto his eyes, or might be flunking all the college subjects, but would still rub the face of the world in dirt by telling them about his contentment and newfound bliss, new diet or regime at the motivational-rehab-jerk factory place (whatevs junkies).

But the point of this post is not teaching you how to fool people/haters. I'm sure you're already good at that. The motive for today is to root out those bad feelings from inside of you (Inner bliss yayy). Have you ever realized that most of the events that let us down and hold us back are of our own making? A new entry (read competition) at the workplace, friends getting married with a domino effect with you being still the loner, an impending exam giving you sleepless nights over what the result might be, or a friend not finding time to talk - have you ever wondered that most of these problems would vanish if you just stopped thinking about them? Yes, revolutionary but right. 4 times out of 5, the problems that we face in our life are of our own making. And the best way to find inner bliss is to stop listening to these voices of fear and insecurity inside your head.

Go live your life, stop spending each moment in fear of losing a war that doesn't even exist outside your head. Pull off a Patronus charm on all the life-sucking dementors and embrace that smile - if not for yourself, then just for the sake of haters, because it chars their hearts out.

Hugs to all friends, frenemies and enemies! Peace out.
-Enigma

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