Pain in the head >> pain in the ass

Yo!

Making my stance clear, I have not suffered much health-related pain in my life, yet. The major and difficult chunk is yet to come(read old age-related health issues).

Still, from my amateur experience, I feel that headache is so dangerous and unsettling. It doesn’t let us sleep, eat, talk, or do any other thing properly.

Since my childhood, I have had very fewer interactions with a headache and when my father used to have a headache, I used to think, headaches are not that bad to not eat dinner or talk with anyone and go to bed early and feeling this crazy level of uneasiness.

Now, for me, the jolts of headaches are kind of regular and those times are unnerving. Nothing seems to make sense except getting rid of this pain in my head which is far more than all the pain in the ass wrt people and work.

Growing up makes us realize some things, either for better or for worse. A headache is definitely for the worse.

Sleep was something which always worked for me in almost every situation. Fight with someone, sleep on it. Mood off, sleep on it. Having problems understanding things, sleep on it. But with a headache, sleep doesn’t come so easily and so I have started relying on vomiting.

It’s not something that I can control but mostly it is because of internal chaos and the best way I have found is to get it out and then headache seems to pass by slowly and sleep starts coming my way.

Was this a rant? No!
Was this an informative blog? Definitely, no! Have I ever written anything informative? 😂
Was this just to eat up your time and make myself feel superior? C’mon! Now, don’t make me spill the truth 😋

P.S.: I watched a movie named Road to Sangam and it was good. It’s about how people from different religions (Hindu and Muslim) come together following the path of non-violence set by Mahatma Gandhi. This blog’s song is Girls like You by Maroon 5 ft. Cardi B. As always, new motivational videos coming on my YouTube channel, Darshith Badiyani 😉 And, I am reading How to win friends and influence people by Dale Carnegie. It is brilliant and better things related to the book are coming soon via blogs and vlogs. Also, credits to http://www.menshealth.com for the featured image.

Chicken & Paneer

 

Credits to google images

 

Chicken: Heard of Queen Bee? Yeah, right! That’s me. I am loved by every person alive due to my mouth watering taste.

Paneer: FYI, not every person, ALMOST every person. I hope you know the difference. And look who’s talking of being alive. You value higher after death. Such a shame! Tch-tch!

Chicken: I create a legacy. I die a martyr’s death. I sacrifice my life so that my next generations will get a good life & a tasty death.

Paneer: I am surprised at your point of view. You really deserve to die and be served in forms of pakora, tandoori and what not. Huh, a martyr! The point is you can’t save yourself & others don’t want you to be alive & this “BEING A MARTYR” is just a reason to console yourself.

Chicken: You full-of-fat bitch! You got no rights to talk to me like that. I give immense pleasure & good night’s sleep to people. I am a martyr & a high-priced prostitute, which you can’t afford & you can’t digest my name & fame.

Paneer: About digestion, yes you also create more problems for people who eat you in excess for the so-called GREAT TASTE. Just like you, I also come in different sizes & tastes and I am glad that I ain’t a prostitute like you.

Chicken: You come in different sizes & taste but your demand is limited, may be decreasing steadily *tongue out*. And mine is ever rising since the first time people knew how SEXY I taste.

Paneer: Now you want to tell me about your sexiness! Please don’t bore me with your self-praises because they aren’t what you think/say. The world doesn’t need you & hence it is killing you. The world is selfish. I am also suffering & so are you. Hard to admit but it’s the naked truth.

Chicken: Can I speak my mind? This exact thought crossed my mind too. We’re no martyrs. We fulfill their purpose of good taste & hence we’re kept in the refrigerators & cooked well. We’re superior to them.

Paneer: Yes! They are the parasites because they feed on us. But in the end, we all gotta eat to survive. Remember the food chain & unfortunately, we fall in the beginning of it. Our bad luck.

Chicken: There there! It’s okay. We’re doing fine & I assure you if there comes an apocalypse and the whole human race is whitewashed, we’ll be the first to enjoy life on Earth again.

Paneer: And yes, we’ll make sure the tables will be turned & it will be us who eats them & not like the present times. Heard of Venus fly trap? We’ll name ourselves “Human Ego trap”. We’ll rule Earth.

Chicken: Pak-Pak! I am scared because I heard the owner unlocking the door and today is Friday, the day of non-veg. My time is over, I guess. See you on the other side friend.

*refrigerator door opens and chicken is dragged*

 

Paneer *sobbing*: See you on MONDAY!! Stay strong & don’t get extra fried or else it’ll be difficult for me to distinguish you.

*refrigerator door is slammed!*