There is one thing that never fails to surprise me. No matter how comfortable our lives are, we almost always find something to gripe about. I was suffering through a hacking dry cough a couple of months back. I stuck to my decision of not taking any antibiotics for as long as I could before I gave in. They failed to cure it. Homeopathy was equally ineffective. A visit to a chest specialist resulted in the diagnosis that it was caused by pollution. The remedy was neither very expensive nor particularly inconvenient – a couple of pills and an inhaler for a few days. But that was enough to make me complain 'why me?'.

And today morning I read an article about VonHippel-Lindau syndrome. I read about how rare it is and how those who are afflicted with it are fighting back. The same newspaper carried another article about Mark Inglis who is living life to the fullest despite being a double leg amputee. I can't express in words how ashamed I felt of myself and my constant griping.

Funny thing called 'Life' always has a few lessons in Perspective tucked up its sleeve. Thank God for that!