Is there real happiness
in the world? When can you tell you are happy and when is sad? Does laughing
define happiness? Does smiles proves contentment?
I don’t know why I’m talking rubbish. All I know is that I’m
blue and down right now. I wanted some comforting hands to rub my back and say
all is fine. A warm embrace that would tell me everything’s okay.
I wanted my mom to hug me. I wanted a good wine. I wanted my
friends, my REAL friends. A I badly
needed a good laugh.
Why does some people just so insensitive? Why can’t they feel
that all you want is a assurance?
There are times you cry, but you are happy. Most times you laugh
but you are lonely. Troubled minds are looking for some diversion. The tendency
is to make loud sounds, big noise, and show the world their largest smiles they
could have. Why can’t we just stay crying of happiness?
I have an observation in my life. When moments are extreme –
extreme happiness, extreme loneliness – expect the opposite in no time. How can
this be? Well, it is just an observation in MY cycle of life. When at work I’m
overly laughing, in simple jokes I’m balling with laughter, my heart filled
with happiness, the exact opposite will happen at home. When I reach home there
will be tears or disappointment. Every smiles in my face were erased. But if I’m
blue and lonely at work, I would find good news or I would feel so loved at
home.
I don’t know what that is, it’s just that when I’m extremely
happy at work or away from home, in my heart , on the way home, I already set
it that I should expect the opposite when I come home. I am would be thinking “what
sad thing will happen later that will make me sad?”. Although it doesn’t happen
always, it happens most times.
Maybe happiness and loneliness are sisters? Or maybe twins?
Different but alike? “Opposite
of each other.”
I concur with what Kitaro
Nishida says about happiness. “If a heart can become pure and
simple, like that of a child, I think there probably can be no greater
happiness than this.” I wish it, too.
(-.-)
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