So last week I am busy minding my own business, which isn’t exactly smooth and easy business I must add. But still, my business means I am able to struggle but still keep my head above water. We all have own struggles and I have had my own fair share. Only difference is, unlike other people I am very private, I don’t wear my struggles on my sleeve and so far it seems to be working well for me. Why anyone would create imaginary struggles for me is something that only Satan can comprehend. But such, unfortunately, is life.
Back to last week, for the third time this year, I woke up on a Thursday to the news that once again I had been featured in a gossip column in one local tabloid. I have already mentioned that it is not the first or the second time, and I bet this won’t even be the last time. I am alive to the fact that tabloids survive by slander, sensationalism and gossip. I am fully aware that they make the bulk of their profits that way. But I still fail to understand why anyone would think that out of two million plus citizens of this country, I make a great fiction story. Ordinarily, I would just brush this thing off, but I have already stated that it’s my own testimony and I thought I should share. On other days I would be laughing it off, but it becomes no laughing matter when it now hurts one’s children, even your family.
