There comes a time when nothing makes sense, nothing whatsoever. Everyone seems talking rubbish.

Mihir was in such trouble today. He couldn’t stand the sight of anyone. He couldn’t listen to anyone.

He talked to his friend.

The friend laughed and said, “Everyone around is trying to make their OWN sense out of everyday things. Which is the way THEY want things to be, rather than the way THINGS should be. You are doing the same. So, your sense is head-on with everybody else’s. When you don’t try to make YOUR own sense, everything will fall in place.”