Happyness is not a word.
Happiness is.
Happiness never had a 'Y' in it; it always had an 'I'.
Far too many times we have longed for reasons to be happy, to be with people who would make us feel better. It seems ironical in a way, stupid in many more ways. We always look outside the window for help. Who in the first place made us sad?
How many times have we come across a person who blames himself for all his misery?
Rarely.
More often than not it is the world outside the window which inflicts misery upon us. Yet we seek for their help. And help does arrive. Our wounds are nursed, but the scars remain. The sign of conquest on a conquered land. Once we have been nursed there is a moral obligation to undergo more pain without exhibiting any resistance.
A soldier who died in the battlefield fighting for a lost cause was luckier than the one who was captured alive.
Its like visiting a doctor who injured you the last time you visited him. The world does work in a funny way.
What can be a possible exit from this vicious cycle? Look inside the window. Look at the beautiful paintings on the walls and appreciate the finesse of the fire place. Value the 'I' in happiness. Value yourself.
Why do we underestimate ourselves? Why do we hate ourselves? Why can't you be your best buddy? Too many questions, too many Ys. Think of the 'I'. Think of the only thing you know that has "the hand of God" in it. God created you in his own image.
Spending quality time with yourself is important. Talking to somebody who knows you the best, who knows all about you is important. That somebody is YOU.
Stop looking for reasons and events to be happy.
Look within.And remember; Happiness never had a 'Y' in it, it always had an 'I'
Happiness is.
Happiness never had a 'Y' in it; it always had an 'I'.
Far too many times we have longed for reasons to be happy, to be with people who would make us feel better. It seems ironical in a way, stupid in many more ways. We always look outside the window for help. Who in the first place made us sad?
How many times have we come across a person who blames himself for all his misery?
Rarely.
More often than not it is the world outside the window which inflicts misery upon us. Yet we seek for their help. And help does arrive. Our wounds are nursed, but the scars remain. The sign of conquest on a conquered land. Once we have been nursed there is a moral obligation to undergo more pain without exhibiting any resistance.
A soldier who died in the battlefield fighting for a lost cause was luckier than the one who was captured alive.
Its like visiting a doctor who injured you the last time you visited him. The world does work in a funny way.
What can be a possible exit from this vicious cycle? Look inside the window. Look at the beautiful paintings on the walls and appreciate the finesse of the fire place. Value the 'I' in happiness. Value yourself.
Why do we underestimate ourselves? Why do we hate ourselves? Why can't you be your best buddy? Too many questions, too many Ys. Think of the 'I'. Think of the only thing you know that has "the hand of God" in it. God created you in his own image.
Spending quality time with yourself is important. Talking to somebody who knows you the best, who knows all about you is important. That somebody is YOU.
Stop looking for reasons and events to be happy.
Look within.And remember; Happiness never had a 'Y' in it, it always had an 'I'
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