The cities don't make you insensitive or indifferent.This overbearing rat-race doesn't make one a cold cruel person.We confine ourselves inside concrete jungles.But deep down we're all pining for freedom.For the warmth of touch.The sense of security that stems from small little things.Like an early morning hot cup of coffee.A jovial "good morning" on a smiling face.A warm "hello", a friendly slap on the back,a concerned voice asking whether you're okay or you've eaten your lunch properly.A walk round your favorite corner(I'm a total walk-freak and can go on and on rambling about this :-) )Small little things that do not tend to blow trumpets but are there all the same to bail us out of the dark pit of depression.Optimism is a foolish thing,but it can be useful in bringing back the lost smile on our face,the hope back in our hearts.We all need to believe in something good for us.For all of us.This is a short life and we all deserve to be happy.Happiness is a relative term indeed.What makes me happy might make someone else sad.So we need to be careful.A little care on our part will go a long way making the world a much better place to live in.
This is not a typical Libran rant.I believe in goodness for everyone.I do.I believe the world is still a beautiful place to live in.As there're people to ask me if I'm happy.whether I've finished my lunch.If my studies are going well.etc.We all have someone or the other around us who cares about us.We just somehow miss the sight of them.Either we're too wrapped up in our own concern.or we just plain don't care.What good will it do to us by isolating ourselves from the human world?I had a friend who did the mistake (that's my take on it)of doing this.And now she feels cut off.What good would it do by being obscure?So much so that people can't reach out to us and we soon find ourselves sinking deep into the bottomless pit of hopelessness?

Okay,now this might come across to people as tremendously melodramatic,straight out of those glossy self-help books that claim to be bestsellers but in reality does little to actually help(again,that's a personal take on it).True,I've these sudden sporadic outbursts of optimism and verve.But that definitely is not just my trip.I mean them.To be honest,everything I've written so far is entirely my personal point of view.I don't want to impose them on anyone.It's your life and your personal choice how to lead it.Just be happy.

I just refuse to be bogged down by the hazards that are trying to cripple the lives of people,including mine.As long as I'm alive,I'm capable of doing good.Come what may.

God! I'm so happy.Never felt so happy and fresh in my entire life.Every morning I wake up,I feel rejuvenated(groggy as well).Every music,every food,every book,just everything makes me happy.Call it insane,I'm happy to stay like this.It is like I've just celebrated my bar mitzvah .More powers to me.The world is a good....no GREAT place.

ps: best of luck to all the medical students who had their semesters preponed by about a month. :-)