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  State of Mind gets too whimsical Karma is neglected, fantasies prioritized Disappointment and shock Underappreciation of the present Underutilization of the present Distraction and deviations in focus Kills time You may fantasize if you want, but thoda thoda, daily. After all, "possession of anything begins in the mental plane" ~Brucelee "Imagination is more important than knowledge"~ APJ Abdul Kalam Edit 2025 ' P.S: This post was triggered by Maladaptive Day Dreaming, a coping mechanism for people not satisfied with their realities at all and deny any such malady for themselves. My consciousness could sense the issue but didn't have the vocabulary for it and used to journal and write to resist the disease.  Not many will relate  but those who do will understand. 

 June is one of the finest things about any year on earth. It is the middle of summer and the middle of the year at the same time. When the scorching summer heat is almost well adapted to and soon the monsoon starts knocking. When you are often asked by your long-distance well-wishers if it rained at your place and what a relief it would have been if it happened at theirs. When the mangoes get ripe and real, melons get ready to be used for all metaphors of sweet and plump, litchis swiftly run on the green lawns to be out of sight again, and when berries are counting their last breaths. It's a month when the birds have a lot of chirping to do and no other noise is capable of dimming their mellifluous bedlam. The squirrels run the fastest, the dogs get laziest and the cats creepiest.  Selfie with the 'mausam'  If a year is given the analogy of a movie, June is the part when an already built-up plot has the maximum pressure to indulge the audience till the climax arrives. It...