Ever wondered about having to pay your bills ?? Or about what's gonna happen at work/school today ?? Ever felt irritated when life's unfair ?? Ever lost your temper after a bad day ?? Ever had Mike Tyson punch you in the face ??
If your answer to all the above questions is yes then i really need to ask you .... WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING ?? WHY WOULD YOU PISS OFF MIKE TYSON ??
However if your answer is yes to all but the last one , then you will be joining an exclusive group of people called " everybody " , there's this funny guy in Tibet who thinks he's too cool to be a part of this group and has gone ahead and started his own little club of happy go lucky monks but we'll get back to him some other time .
I have always advocated that we pay too much attention to WMDs ( Weapons of Mass Destruction ) and seem to have completely forgotten about something that's a million times worse , these weapons don't come with a blast radius of *insert big number here* miles or have special discovery channel documentaries about how awesome they are , these are WSDs ( Weapons of Self Destruction ) . Stealthier than an f 22 , more intense than an in house nuclear explosion and accurate up to one human being , n what's more ?? they operate autonomously and are at a constant look out for any poor soul who stumbles across their path ( I can see the military go green with envy , or may by it's the camouflage , who cares ).
Strangely enough , little children seem to be completely immune to their effects , even big children who pretend to be little children seem to have dodged the bullet . I came home from college yesterday , after finishing the last of my exams and getting 2 weeks off n still somehow managing to find some reason to be upset . And then i see my 12 yr old little brother who's got enough home-work to last him a life time is sitting there and laughing away to glory . He looks at me (smile still firmly plastered to his face) and says " Ben Tennyson kicked vilgax's butt today , it was long over due " . Then it hit me like a ton of bricks , i have been sitting around feeling bad and upset over a billion things that i can't control , never really sitting down to remember the better times , the times when i was truly happy . I don't know about you guys but i can remember the happiest time in my life was when i'd lock my room from the inside , tie a red towel around my neck and jump around like superman , it was my special place , a place where i could fly around , beat up bad guys and be appreciated by the whole of my imaginary world .While you are reading this , do both of us a favor and try to remember that special something that made you happy .
Now i don't know about you guys but i seem to forgotten the way to that special place , or may be there's an age limit , we'll never know , but every once in a while , people like that funny guy from Tibet manage to sneak in to that place and find bucket loads of peace and happiness . Truth be told , i find that really annoying , why should he be any different ?? why should he be happy ?? why can't he go about feeling miserable like the rest of us ?? ( there's a hint that i'm throwing here , catch it )
If your answer to all the above questions is yes then i really need to ask you .... WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING ?? WHY WOULD YOU PISS OFF MIKE TYSON ??
However if your answer is yes to all but the last one , then you will be joining an exclusive group of people called " everybody " , there's this funny guy in Tibet who thinks he's too cool to be a part of this group and has gone ahead and started his own little club of happy go lucky monks but we'll get back to him some other time .
I have always advocated that we pay too much attention to WMDs ( Weapons of Mass Destruction ) and seem to have completely forgotten about something that's a million times worse , these weapons don't come with a blast radius of *insert big number here* miles or have special discovery channel documentaries about how awesome they are , these are WSDs ( Weapons of Self Destruction ) . Stealthier than an f 22 , more intense than an in house nuclear explosion and accurate up to one human being , n what's more ?? they operate autonomously and are at a constant look out for any poor soul who stumbles across their path ( I can see the military go green with envy , or may by it's the camouflage , who cares ).
Strangely enough , little children seem to be completely immune to their effects , even big children who pretend to be little children seem to have dodged the bullet . I came home from college yesterday , after finishing the last of my exams and getting 2 weeks off n still somehow managing to find some reason to be upset . And then i see my 12 yr old little brother who's got enough home-work to last him a life time is sitting there and laughing away to glory . He looks at me (smile still firmly plastered to his face) and says " Ben Tennyson kicked vilgax's butt today , it was long over due " . Then it hit me like a ton of bricks , i have been sitting around feeling bad and upset over a billion things that i can't control , never really sitting down to remember the better times , the times when i was truly happy . I don't know about you guys but i can remember the happiest time in my life was when i'd lock my room from the inside , tie a red towel around my neck and jump around like superman , it was my special place , a place where i could fly around , beat up bad guys and be appreciated by the whole of my imaginary world .While you are reading this , do both of us a favor and try to remember that special something that made you happy .
Now i don't know about you guys but i seem to forgotten the way to that special place , or may be there's an age limit , we'll never know , but every once in a while , people like that funny guy from Tibet manage to sneak in to that place and find bucket loads of peace and happiness . Truth be told , i find that really annoying , why should he be any different ?? why should he be happy ?? why can't he go about feeling miserable like the rest of us ?? ( there's a hint that i'm throwing here , catch it )
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