My friend Dr. A

Hey all
Been missing in action for a bit... annual closing an all so the financial wranglings took a drain on my time quota..

Today im going to talk about my friend Dr. A. :) He's crrrrazy.. He's a recent addition to my circle of friends and he's plain crrrrrazy.. Its medical experts like him that make me fervently pray to our lord Almighty every night to grant me money, love & unebelievable amounts of Health!

A recent (relatively) med school grad, my friend Dr. A is expert in Consultative Diagnosis. E.g. if you go to him with say a sore throat and say "Hey Dr. A, i have a sore throat", he will immediately dial his friends (Read: Girls who were wayyyy smarter than him in med school) and get a correct and verified diagnosis for you. Atleast the knowledge that he's consulting women (Who we all know are wayyy more gifted in the brains department) is relatively reassuring.

He's really funny though and a carbon copy of myself. Its weird. But nice. We crack the same kinda weird ass jokes. We complain about the same kind of situations. Experientially life holds alot of parallels. But i think he's got it going real good. He just doesnt want to acknowledge it. That would mean less material to crack sarcastic, self-deprecating jokes on, which is something we do reeeeahhehehhhly well.. Its like looking in a freaking mirror and realizing... damn.. I'm not the only crazy loony person on the planet.

Self deprecation is an art. It takes people of great inner strength, great fortitude of heart and a great deal of humility to be able to abase themselves for the amusement of others. It also takes good healthy dose of reality every morning, to make you realize your failings and deficiencies and then openly exploit them to provide others with meaningless laughter. Not to mention a rocking sense of humor. My friend Dr. A is good with that. I'm good with that but to a lesser degree. I have my highs and lows. I guess there are only two ways of being good at self deprecating humor. Either you're supremely comfortable in your skin, or you're extremely aware of your own deficiencies and realize there really isnt much you can do except laugh about em. :)

But its a good thing too... :) because when you have nothing else to laugh about, well... you always have yourself.. unending fodder for infinite laughs.. and people wonder why we're always so happy :p

It takes work being happy. It takes work and it takes patience. And above all it takes a certain kind of numbing disregard for everything but your core objective : Happiness. It true that some people say happiness is not something thats attainable at any cost. Because well you know the best things in life are free. I have news for you me lovelies... "free" is a highly relative term... NOTHING is free except for maybe the air we breathe... and with the pollution these days im pretty sure theres a cost attached to that as well... OHMYGOD... You breathe... you get sick... YOU HAVE TO GO TO DOCTORS LIKE DR. A.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..... *Holding Breath...... mmmmpppphhh..... Turning Blue.... mmmmmmppppphhhh.... Blood rushing to brain...... mmppphh... letting go of breath... whooosh...

Ok ok... so i tried... I may be risk averse... but there are certain risks one simply must face if one plans to live very long. I guess facing the medical professionals here would be one of the most dire ones... *shudder.... hehehe

But at the end of the day... Happiness is a choice you make. Its a concious effort every single moment of your life... to ensure that you remain grounded in your perception of reality... to ensure you remain disengaged from activities and emotions that can upset the delicate balance of your carefully charted route to joy. Its a continuous effort to ignore elements in your environs which work ceaselessly to fail you in your endeavor for gleeful abandon, their undending quest being to hurt you without reason... to humiliate without purpose... mere infliction of pain being their only perrogative.. and their cruel joy resides in your agony...
Don't let them win. No one can hurt you unless you let them. No one can control your life apart from the Almighty. No one can tell you what to think, eat, wear, walk, talk, write, hear... unless you let them.

Your autonomy is a gift from the Almighty. It is a gift which you should sacrifice wisely if you wish to gift it to someone in your life. It is a gift which once shared will remove a core part of you and place it in the hands of another. Be sure those hands are caring ones... be sure they wont let you fall to peices...
and be informed that this is one of the greatest risks you will ever take in your life.. its one of lifes greatest gambles.. and if it pans out, its one of lifes greatest joys.

Not everyone is lucky. And not everyone is that brave. I dont think i am.

But inspite of all my fears and feelings of inadequacy/inferiority, i AM happy. Wether the price of this happiness is high or not is a matter of perception. It requires a bit of detachment, a bit of selfishness, a bit of numbness, strategic avoidance of anything painful, requires an ability to break everything down to the basics.. and ridicule the painful when required. So far, its worked out fine..

To each his own i always say... (i may not always believe it... but i'll reserve my right to say it!)
Hmmm.. interesting wasnt it.. :)

ok :) thats all for today...

Signing off now

Princess of the GemWorld

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