When life gives lemons

All characters and events depicted are fictitious. Any resemblance to person(s) living or dead isn’t purely coincidental but certainly an attempt at concealment.

Who doesn’t love lemonade? I do and yet I wouldn’t make lemonade out of the lemons that life has to offer. I would string them with a bunch of green chillies and then hang the arrangement from somewhere in my body — without getting too imaginative, I think my ear lobes could do with a pair of colorful danglers.

Dealing with your problems, facing them head on, solving them is passé; use your existing problems to drive away new ones instead. And I teach only what I preach. Quarantined since the past five days, my hotel room is a non-smoking room and doesn’t even have a balcony where I can go for a smoke. But this also means that I have nowhere to dry my clothes post washing and thus I can plead the hotel manager to make an exception for me and get my laundry done. That’s exactly what I did, I still can’t smoke now but I don’t have to do my own laundry. Did you learn, kids?

Next time you miss your ex, do not not call him. Call him, embrace the problem. Calling him will remind you of how low in self-worth you are, which means you can be depressed about that instead of being depressed about being absolutely unproductive, by circumstance and not choice, in what you expected to be one of the most happening and productive phases of your launching career in marketing. Problems evade problems. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.