“Shuntoo have you never felt depressed, dejected, down?”
“Maybe, but I don’t remember it.”
“How can you be so insensitive?”
“Insensitive?”
“Yes. Don’t you see the wars, crimes, poverty, and disease everywhere?”
“No, I don’t see it everywhere. I also see the peace, smiles, health and prosperity.”
“But don’t you ever feel that there are so many things you cannot do anything about, things that could be so much better?”
“I am the master of my own universe, bachhay! Whenever I want, I can smile, laugh, hum a favorite tune, swing to a music, go for a walk, scream at the top of my voice.”
“And that’s all the freedom you require?”
“For now, it is enough. I will think about what I don’t have, once I am bored of doing all this.”
“Hmmm!”
“Try it. Trust me.”
