At the end of each day spent driving through the traffic of human life, the tiniest new cache of negative memories—a feather-weight slice that ironically weighs more than the hundred tonnes of joy consumption—simmers a grisly dish of pessimism to the forefront of daily rundowns, encircling our exhausted minds. The disappointment from all the things we hoped to achieve in the day, but couldn’t, enlarges its scale to a cumbersome session of brooding over the past months that went by and our dreams that drowned in it. The next day begins, and again we carve out the same smile to display a life worth envying, while bottling up our feelings day after day. When that glass fills to the brim, droplets of hope become lethal icicles for far too many. According to a research study conducted by Md Selim Chowdhury, professor of psychology in Dhaka University, around 11,000 people die by suicide in Bangladesh every year.  

But there’s an exit. It lies in the simplest beauty of our existence: breathing. So, keep a moment for yourself every day, take a deep breath, exhale the negativity, inhale a fresh start, and your problems too shall pass.