Hell is when you have lost control of
simple things in life (this is not a philosophical musing, I'm
talking about physical/tangible things, which we tend take for
granted otherwise). And, you keep wondering what hit you... The only
rational explanation you may have is 'It just happened'.
Lately I've realised that my conscious
mind is reluctant to register my limitations as it has got used
living in my body and considers it as normal, it doesn't warn me that
something is beyond my capabilities with the possibility of me
failing miserably (though in my subconscious mind I'm perennially
depressed at the prospect of not being able achieve something that
appears to be very simple).
Recently I read somewhere that fate or
luck per se is just an assumption; if you accomplish something that
you ventured out to achieve it is called luck and if you fail it was
your fate. There is a very thin line between the two.
So, again we come round to the question
of dissecting the effort and check if 'It just happened' was real or
an excuse?
