I wanna be happy! He uttered.
What’s stopping you, she said.
And then there was silence.
Well, happiness is so overrated, don’t you think so?
Why do you say so? She exclaimed.
What is happiness for that matter?
Nothing but a state of mind.
What if my mind has no bandwidth to think about this aspect of life?
What if I deep dive into something that doesn’t give me time to think about happiness altogether?
What if the very concept doesn’t occur to me?
What if there exist no such endeavour?
For you can choose to be or not depending on your mind’s willingness to do so.
And what is mind after all, a monkey sitting on your shoulders whom you are trying to take control of, all your lives.
After all it’s us the middle class who keep pondering over how to be happy.
The successful have no time neither energy to bother about such things.
They are too involved and engaged doing something.
As each day goes by, they progress and move towards their well thought out goals.
Only to be appreciated and recognised for their achievements.
A day comes when they depart leaving their legacy behind.
So, what about happiness?
She got her turn:
Yes, working day and night does keep you engaged,
Yes, engaging and rewarding as it might seem,
Do they take a pause to admire the beautiful colours of the flora and fauna around?
Do they find a moment to breathe the fresh morning dew?
Do they smile for no reason, just feeling alive?
Do they cherish the life for no other reason?
Yes, they do leave a legacy but what for and for whom, for they are already gone.
He listened attentively,
A drop of tear in his eyes,
A thought haunting enough to make him sad.
Maybe contemplating what if?
Was it too late? He wondered.
Time to be happy I guess! She smiled as she had the last word looking straight into his eyes.