Punch a paper, lest you get punched yourself.
Recently I hit upon a blog that was so dipped in complaints. “Because my wife got tired of listening to me,” it was titled. Really if you do not get used to focussing your frustrations on a piece of paper you will eventually get a punch in the face. Maybe your wife bears you for a day or two, or, if you get really lucky, a year (you do realise I am trying to be cynical here), but then eventually her patience will wear out and then you will get that kick in the backside punch in the face. We all have complaints. Someone`s job is too dreary, when in fact it is the best job he can ever get and also that he was down in obeisance, in front of the almighty, for months together before he got it. Sombody`s financial condition is appaling. Someone lusts after a sedan when he drives a Maruti 800; prefers to eat at Shamayana when his wife cooks such delicous food. There is no end to people and the complaints that they have. So what does one do? I say and the best way would be to let them out on a piece of paper and then just quietly swallow it down. As for the digestion problems that may surface, see a doctor who you are sure does not reset you into the complaining mode; or you would be stuck in a vicous circle that will eat you up (as well as your digestion system). An altrenate way, also more tecnologically advanced, would be to let your complaints out on a typewriter that does not write! Whatever you do, keep one thing in mind; do not and striclty do not let them out on the same person again and again, or you know what you are destined to get. That`s right a good punch on your face.
