The way times go on

It is rather funny the way times go on, move about, change, run by you when you least expect and all the other shit that happens(by shit i mean crap according to English subtitles in modern day English films, apparently shit is a slang and crap is its alternative un-slangish form... im actually serious. turn on star movies, in a film you will never find the word shit in the subtitle, it is always conveniently replaced by the writers love for "crap" and discrimination against shit, back to the topic now)
and though it is funny, the worst part is, you cant laugh at it. It takes a really big person(not necessarily with reference to physical size)to laugh at his own misfortunes. People often confuse the real people who can take everything in their stride with low self esteem, good for nothing pessimists like myself(for example, when someone tricks me, or maybe hacks my account i feel happy for the fact that some person actually spends their time and whatever small amount of money it must have caused them to trick ME!! i feel honoured that someone would work so hard to do such a thing to me which makes me feel all the more worthy, only to lose the upbeat mood in a minute or two
To stop talking about me, i would like to talk/type about 2 things here
1 the kind of people who somehow learn to say, okay fine, no problemo and move on
2 the way the time keeps moving

1.i met answers to the people of the first point on my recent visit to mumbai, though the city has always fascinated me and has many other interesting things(about which i might post in the near future, no guarantees though), what i like is the way the people cope up. *Shit happened* the people" acha? kaise hua?" "chalo thik hai tenshun nako" "lets work twice as hard" and all that with a smile on their face.
Maybe they hide their disappointment, maybe they are used to set backs and shit happening to them all their lives, maybe they are plain stupid. Whatever be the reason, for one, i am impressed
if you want to learn from others and improve, learn from them. and i am not talk about the people living in rich fancy bungalows in colaba or juhu, i am talking the more realistic middle class Bombay which starts right from, maybe Dadar and down, the other Bombay is just another Delhi.

2.The other thing includes the way time moves on, though at this point of time i have lost interest in what i originally wanted to type and have told myself to not be so serious. it is amazing how things change by, how things you once swore could never improve/reprove actually improve/reprove.
See how time goes on, at the begining of this post, wanted to explain in detail about the actual content of this post right here, but by this time i somehow dont even want to type, all i want to do is end another of my really bad posts.