Goodbye F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I have a knot down my throat right now, and I am going to put the word ‘cranky’ as an in charge for the perfect description of my current mood. And whoever wants to know the reason should swear by his laughing muscles that my reason would not be made fun of, and will be taken as a serious note for future reference.
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So basically if I were to submit an absent note to the blogosphere for my absence then it would voice out the fact that I’ve been addicted lately and due to the powerful impact of the drug, I was unable to keep up with the reality of my existence
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Now, let’s break it for the scared souls skimming through the post! I was addicted to watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S – The TV Show! (Something which the world is over and done with) And now that I am catching up with the world and through with all the ten seasons of this soap opera, I feel such intense loss, it’s partly terrifying.

Addiction is bad, somebody did tell me that, but it sure has temporary advantages. The time I spent watching all those 10 seasons in one go is beyond description. It was as though my reality had transformed and I was a part of their (the cast members’) reality. It feels so bad to sound that dumb publically by pronouncing myself as one of those people who run after celebrities and look them up but I can’t help it. I did look them up on twitter and Facebook and Google and God knows where else, but the point is, it never really works. I mean looking up celebrities and finding them to catch up with their lives sure must be someone’s past time, but it isn’t mine. The only reason I care to do that is to get more of them, more of their humor, leg pulling, sarcasm and chemistry (in case of friends cast members) but as I said, it doesn’t work. Every time I look up a celebrity I feel so bad that it depresses me. They are nothing like what I think they may be. And this makes me realize that I was in love with the characters and not the actual celebrities. And I know that I sound like a silly six year old stating out the facts that everybody already knows, but who cares, I made friends in f.r.i.e.n.d.s and I lost them, that’s all I know for now.

By the way, I think its Lisa Kudrow’s (Phoebe) birthday today, so well, Happy Birthday!

"Love that we can not have is the one that lasts the longest, hurts the deepest and feels the strongest”

I don’t know why human beings are tuned by default to opt for happiness and maintain a happy disposition. Why is it so necessary to be happy? Why are we required to choose pleasure instead of pain? Honestly speaking, pleasure is so temporary and brief that it can’t be trusted. Pleasure and happiness makes you dependent on it, you are composed and poised just till the time you possess the means which are the provider of sufficient happiness. In other words, you don’t have any control, all the control is with that medium or person who provides you happiness. You on the other hand are descending to the lowest abyss to trade in happiness for yourself. It’s almost like surviving on somebody else’s living. How pathetic, and all that for something they call ‘happiness’, I don’t think it’s worth the buy. Firstly its pure selfishness, second it’s too dependent, thirdly it’s temporary hence hurtful. So basically people who opt for happiness - although at someone else’s expense - also get to meet pain on their way. So let me get this straight, when you run after someone who makes you happy, you are doing the following:

1. Being too selfish about what you want, and your own happiness.
2. Living on somebody else’s kindness.
3. Making yourself miserable by giving out your love (because that makes you happy) to someone who doesn’t require it.

One sided relationships are like this. You run after and chase those people who make you happy. You get excited, you want to do everything for them, with them, to them, and you want to share everything you have with them, everything you do with them, everything you feel with them. And in all that, you fail to consider that the person you are chasing is not interested, so your excitements can irritate them, your dreams are a burden they don’t wish to carry (and should not carry), your chase annoys them, and the only reason they are resisting their urge to put you off is because they have innate tendencies to remain kind. They don’t want suffering for you (or anybody else in the world), so they are being as selfless as it’s in their power to be, they are being tolerant and patient with you because they are happy that they can help someone from being miserable, what pure acts of altruism, and on the other hand, what is that person declaring his love doing? Involving in utter selfishness! I think kind people deserve better. Way better! and I think people who run after other people looking for love should be shot to death, because their obsessions, passions, aspirations for one particular person is not reason enough for the other person to like them as well. People who cut their wrists because they love someone who doesnt love back are the lamest people on earth because their love is not needed, if they are offering it, too bad, but it’s not required and it’s NOT that other person’s fault.

This post is for those people... people who give their love to someone because that person makes them happy. I need to tell these people to stop it right away. One sided love is a synonym to being selfish. I ask you, oh people, to stop trying too hard to make yourself happy. Happiness is an illusion, pain is reality, once you accept it, you will find it easier, to live alone, and not be dependent on someone else’s kindness. Being lonely is not that hard. I beg you, oh selfish people, to let go of those kind people whom you care about, because that is best for them. For yourself, being alone and painful is the best option.

“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self, so therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility.” - Khalil Jibran

P.S.: People who are interested in reading more about Pain and pleasure should read Paulo Coelho’s “Eleven Minutes”. This book has perspective changing tendencies.