I did not expect the day to be a good day but I did not expect it to be a bad day either. I did not remember that in the temple of hypocrisy the priests decide the fate of the day. They walk into your day and throw a burst of hypocrisy into it. On some days, one is agile enough to duck it but that day was not such a day. The burst took me off my feet and I found myself on the floor seething with anger. My growing up years had put in the idea that a person cannot express his/her anger in a temple, certainly not in the words that were sprouting at all places in his head. So I let the anger stay within my head. I am not sure if many know but during his younger days, anger was diagnosed of ADHD (please don't ask me expand it; search Google). Anger's parents being irresponsible threw the diagnosis reports and prescription into a closet and forgot about it. So anger grew without control. The anger within my head traveled from here to there and from there to elsewhere. The temperature rose within my head and the temper of every part of my brain grew to uncontrollable proportions. At around 11:30 AM, I felt my Cerebrum kick my Cerebellum's belly. My Cerebellum rolled at the floor of my head in pain screaming words that I cannot mention here. I was sitting through a meeting where people talked about things that, at most times, I did not care to know and understand. My attention was worse than usual due to all the fuss Cerebellum was creating. I think by this time my Cerebrum felt a pang of guilt and tried to calm Cerebellum. But Cerebellum's emotions were distraught and though the screaming and shouting stopped, calm could not return. Cerebrum took control of the situation and tried its best to put a smile on my face but it ended up looking like a grimace. I lived through the day in a passable mental state except for the few moments when my eyes could not help but record the presence of a self-righteous priest who was responsible for this mess.
I did not like the hot brew served at the beginning and end of the day at the temple. One of its ingredients was used in excess and only a whiff of its crucial ingredient was used. Thus it did not taste or smell anything like the name it was given. For lack of choice I was forced to have it every morning and evening. Conversations with a group of people, some of whom actually had the ability to be interesting, helped in ingesting the liquid. That evening, as I was leaving, I was asked if everything was okay. This question should always be answered in the negative but we usually use the concept of relativeness (not relativity) and answer in the affirmative. That day was not one such day. I answered "No". Further questions were asked and I started my response with the lines.
Some days you feel like a bit of a baby
Lookin' for Jesus and His mother
Some days are better than others
If anyone thinks I am the creator of these lines then they should understand that they are extremely gullible. As good as I am with words (please hear a modest cough at this point), such finesse is beyond my imagination. These words are from the song "Some days are better than others" by U2. On most bad days, these lines run through my head and brings some calm.
Joshua Tree by U2 was a rage when it was released. Those days I would have given anything to listen to the song "With or without you". I had to wait for a few years before I could lay my hand on that album. Soon I bought a set of U2 album. Post Joshua Tree, U2 changed directions and started experimenting with electronica. I did not listen to their first experimental and acclaimed album Achtung Baby for a long time. I bought the two follow up album Zooropa and Pop. I love the songs in both the album. They have a lot of style and it is still a pleasure to listen to the songs from these two albums. But the fans hated it. Most people who love rock don't let electronic music enter their lives. So U2 dropped electronica and went back to plain rock. I have not listened an album of theirs since. The song "some days are better" is from Zooropa and is probably one of the best songs to listen when you feel down. Actually, its good to listen to the song even when one is not feeling down.
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