January 07. “Button, I was feeling somewhat under the weather because I had a bad backache.”

“Why don’t you get it treated?”

“Only to realise that it’s just a backache I am complaining about. I can see perfectly well. I can hear. I am not lame. I can speak. I am alive. I am… I can… What exactly am I complaining about?”

“That’s so true. You have mentioned in one of our earlier dialogues how we should count our blessings one by one. We have far too much to thank god for than complain about those minor discomfort we may experience from time to time.”

“Why is pain so bad? We grab pleasure with open arms and expect it from all quarters all the time. Doesn’t pleasure go hand in hand with pain?”