
There are days when I feel like humbly submitting instead of constantly putting on a brave face and fighting the many vicissitudes of life. A simple bow when the going gets tough seems so much simpler. Everytime I try to act smart and start to work on the solutions, problems always manage to outwit me, making a mockery of my "smartness".
A popular saying goes like this:
"When the going gets tough, the tough gets going".
Yes, the tough gets going but a faster rate, ahead of you. Only when the presumed "manageable" problems go out of hand that they start to exert their pressure and gain significance. I read somewhere that Life is a cycle of good and bad. But somehow at this stage in my life, good seems to have opted out of the cyclical process. So, it is just bad, more bad and worse that have joined the race.
With the whirling cycle exerting its effect, my life isn't just revolving, it is spinning at ultra speeds. With such a dizzying feeling, I can just numbly accept whatever is being dished out to me. No protests, No fights.Just puppeting my role in the whole scheme of life.