For reasons plenty! The world of bitchy women like moi is full of reasons, causes, whys, and, some more whys as to dearth of occasions to be all bubbly about! UFFF! what irks me the most, what gets my goat, so to say, more than anything on this round planet of ours are "happy" people!!! what the shit is there anything to be happy about? and especially in this wonderfully laid out country of ours! What is the reason to be all spiritual a la textbook style and whip up half-baked theories of short cuts to wisdom, nirvana, and all kinds of Union with the ONE!
Spirituality, misunderstood Sufism, pop-age psychology, analysis, counter analysis and psychoanalysis, Dale Carnegie series of best sellers on the coveted "secrets" of all kinds of happy, successful and healthy people assuring the reader (buyer) of an instant elevation to, if not, seventh heaven, exactly a good bump to say a second or a third. Every superficial writer of modern times, every plastic faced TV host, every other person one knows is taking on the role of a Mentor and a Life coach to all of us with simply, yes, damaged lives and withered souls. It is the era of Oprah style bare your soul to the world, talk about all the misfortunes till it starts spilling out of your ears and somehow by this massive and very public exhibitionism (and of course making a ton of money by your gross and grosser stories) feel the very much talked about "AHA" moment! The way this AHA moment is being exalted about one feels it is the height of spiritual and physical pleasure all rolled into one - where one comes to an enlightenment, a sudden shift in perspective - following which all the confusion, all the chaos surrounding one vanishes into thin air and, lo and behold! you become in your own right a person who has his life in total control and by that very dictum now must set out to control other lives.
When does one realize in life that all is well? That, from this hour onwards I would understand every single thing and, hello? make logical reasoning out of any God damn thing that goes wrong! and at all times display absolute poise and calm at any calamity that may come my way!? This kind of make-believe pisses me off, simply because it goes against the strain of nature, against who we are as people and how we react to personal tragedy. Life is full of challenges, even the most blessed ones, and yes one ought to not complain and bitch and moan about every little thing it does at times become very difficult not to feel stressed and defeated.
I am all for realism and one thing I detest the most is superficial, store-bought and borrowed every day wisdom which is all perfect in itself and until it is tried and tested - for life can be very many things but 'happy' is the most insufficient a definition!
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