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I'm a fan of counting exhalations -- one to ten and begin again. When something like a Big Mac interferes, just go back to one. The counting offers focus, even if it too can be a pain in the patoot.
My feeling these days is that anyone who can count from one to ten without interruption can give up Buddhism and take up another hobby.
I'll admit that I might have preferred sitting on the Left Bank of the Seine pondering existentialism (and perhaps being surrounded by lovely brainy women), but the question that interests might remain unanswered: "If I'm so smart, how come I'm not happy?"
Mind you, I'm not saying that a bevvy of lovelies DO NOT have the important answers, but, well ... where are they exactly?
I find Hinduism fascinating, but I still don't fully understand the essential difference(s) with Buddhism.
On a personal-study and somewhat jocular level, the difference is that Hinduism is older and therefore Hindus laugh more.