For people going through depression, I used to suffer from crippling depression after I broke up. She left me at a stage when I was sitting jobless for a while after graduating. It was BAD! For days at a stretch I would bunk interviews, skip meals, daru, ganja and all sorts of fucked up shit.

Then one of my closest friends who was fed up of my self-destructive bullshit got through IMA. It served me a rude self-awakening call. I realized that I was looking at the world through a very constricted lens. Time is fluid. Log aage badhe jaa rahe the aur mai peeche reh jaa rha tha.

I fucking woke up one fine day. Fucking cleared the written exams, appeared for SSB interview, cleared it, passed out from academy, and today I'm a productive member of the society. I'm proud to say that I had quite a fairy tale story, but thanks to my own efforts. I was well on my way to become a textbook alcoholic bhandu duffer. Yes, depression rears its ugly head from time to time, but I know I can fucking knock it down with a single punch now that I have weathered so many storms.

You also can do it folks, you know, craft your own fucking path. Believe me, been there, done that. :)