Mysteries of life - Part II

When the Gods are not smiling
I wonder why
When finally they do
I still wonder why

Talk about wanting the cake and when you actually get it, hesitating to eat it, because subconsciously you feel it wasn't meant for you...

Naah, I am not a cynic, just one of those questors, searching for meanings in events that demand I should just shut up and accept.
(This post will probably make sense only to my colleagues)