Why do you come, Depression?

"Stars can't shine without darkness"

- D.H. Sidebottom

Dear all,

Thank you for sparing a glimpse at this small blog written by an introvert. I feel immense pleasure and happiness in having you as my visitor. On the Contrary, I also feel that the message, I intend to convey cannot be delivered to you wholeheartedly without your precious eyes and other important senses. Also, I truly respect your point of view and wait eagerly for your ' golden ' comments, as I interpret.

Not deviating from my topic, I would like to start my first blog with a simple question :

What is Depression?

Depression, is a huge word, both ways. By depth and by length. By length, It consists of the repeating E's and S' and I and other important stuff. By depth, it is far deeper. To some, it means a way of enchanting unwanted sympathy, some have experienced it as a word, which has cost them a mark or so in their Weekly Spell test. But seriously, it is the feeling, that comes unwanted. It comes as those typical Indian guests, who come whenever, even without reason. How Pathetic. It may arrive anytime, anywhere, at anyone. If I try to summarize it scientifically, It is that particular series of unwanted events, that accumulate as Sadness, and haunt us for a particular time being.

Now having experienced depression, a question arises in my mind : Why does it come?

Why does it haunt? For a teenager, who aims to become a successful, salaried person at a reputed firm, who is reluctant to talk to girls, who has a small set of friends, whom backbenchers interpret as a teacher's pet gets depression from a different angle? Why does his parents fight at home? Why does his mother cry whole night, and asks his son to put eye drops in her eyes
? Why does she get emotionally so hurt, that cannot even say something, without stammering? It must have felt bad to that young, neophyte, who in is initial years, experiences such sort of mental pressure and Perplexed Mind and life. Why does he take to drugs at a tender age like this? Why does he cannot concentrate?

Don't these questions make you feel resentful? It doesn't make anyone happy, but it does feel bad and often want to sympathize the adolescent experiencing it. I, have not yet received the answer, that my topic suggests, but do think that the intellectual and eager readers of this small blog know this answer. Please do not let this momentary depression  affect you and your life. Overcome, Beat it till it dies and do not let it come. It feels bad and helpless when you cant even touch depression.