Mr. Bernard Meltzer, American
lawyer, said that “Happiness is like a
kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.” With this I would like to prod
everyone to meditate on this question “Am I really happy?” Definition of happiness of human beings changes
with every wrinkle that is added to his/her face. As a small tyke, we are
mostly happy because of the fact that we are wrapped in the safety, warmth, and
unconditional love of our mother. In my perception, human beings are happiest
as a toddler because they do not have any kind of pressure on them.
In the second phase of a human
being, we depict happiness as the love that is shown to us in form of gifts and
rewards. As kids we crave for petty things and we hate it when we are asked to
share our gifts with our brothers and sisters, especially in the case of
chocolates. As we grow up and move on to the next phase where we twaddle our
way to glory with our friends. As we spread our wings and start socializing, we
get acquainted with so many people that the very action of socializing causes
us happiness. The same person who hesitated to share a chocolate as a kid
transforms into someone who would share anything with his friends. This is the
phase where we, as human beings, learn that happiness multiplies exponentially
when it is shared with others.
However, this valuable lesson that is
imbibed in us so early in our lives is unlearned by us during the constant
struggle to make ends meet. This is the most vulnerable phase in a person’s
life where he/she is slapped with most horrendous and challenging times. This
becomes the reason for us to conjure all the negative vibes. This is the
saddest phase of a human’s life, but happiness can be found in the darkest of
times. If only we tried a little harder to be selfless and share our sorrows
and happiness with dear ones, we would be in a much better place instead of a
limbo that we exist in.
So when I ask myself the turbid
question – “Am I happy?” the answer that I get is quiet surprising. Even though I have had a fairly balanced
life, I was happiest when I was with my friends and family sharing trivial
things. Now when I look back at that time, the smallest thing that I considered
to be trivial is not trivial anymore but is invaluable now. I now realize that
without the “masala” called happiness in the recipe, life would not be tasty.
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