Almost always I have noticed that after a phase of heightened happiness there follows a lull of silence and a heap of depression. I donâ€™t really know the reason why or any particular â€œthing / person / actâ€ that I can point towards. I have been noticing it for a few years now that whenever Diwali approaches, I am in the best of my moods, shopping for gifts and distributing them. And just when it is THE day, I feel so damn low that it feels like a big burden to go through that day. I just pray for it to end ASAP for it brings no joy.
Maybe the expectation for it to bring it all just fizzles out when it actually arrives. Or maybe I just dance around way too much before it arrives that when it finally does, there is no charm remaining. Or maybe that I have already enjoyed every moment of it way too much before it actually arrived, that when it does arrive, its nothing novel about it.
I guess its just Godâ€™s way of balancing. You get your share of happiness and then your share of normality. Yes I call it normal and not feeling low, cos we see it always in relation to the happiness which ofcourse takes our emotions, feelings and moods to great heights. When we are not happy we regard as a deep valley as against the heightened emotions. So anything less than that will be normal. If it were not for the planes, we wouldnâ€™t value mountains as much. I guess if it was not for the feeling low that we wouldnâ€™t value times of happiness as much as we do now.
So I guess I am back to the pavilion. Normalcy restored after scaling the height 🙂