Bloody HappYness

"I am happy right now. It is a fleeting moment."

-- Pursuit of Happyness

In my subtly manoeuvred and virtually_no_level_of_surprise life , I find sometime each day (streching from a minute to 24 hours) to waste doing nothing . But gradually I am realizing that these are the moments which are making me think more about all the unnecessary things about myself, which in turn are making my introspection process a lot more interesting.

Fifteen years down the lane , I was a good boy. NOT a happy one though . I was being constantly reminded of life's hardships and struggles. There was this deal. Deal to score and run the race. It was real, It was heavy.I was told without success one can not ever be happy. I accepted.

Years passed on. There was dawn of adolescence on the horizon of my braincells. I started becoming a "lesser good" boy . I began questioning everything. I was not ready to accept that life is either cliché or contrived or boring. There was success. There was attention and pressure. I told myself "C'Mon Get happy now". I felt the reaction. It felt good. But still not happy.

Time rolled on further. I was at a new place and with new people.Free and careless. Kicked all problems in life with my left foot.I had no sorrows and no complaints. Though sometimes I was restless , but that was only a part of the race towards future.I created and erased my set of expectations from life as per my convenience. "Now this is happyness" I pressed it on myself.But I was just releived, not happy.

Clock ticked on. I became a bit more wise and experienced with my surroundings. Had comforts and a few sparks in life.I slowed myself down in the race.

Decided that this time I have to find my happyness in absolute terms. I started looking for happy people. Found none. I created a imaginative figure of a happy man. Tried following him.Failed . Thought doing away with "expectations" might bring the feeling closer. It din't. :)

Sometimes we experience happiness in eyeblinks. The rest of the time we are just chasing after it. Though many times I have pretended to myself that I was never unhappy in the first place and it was just the wrong way of realization of a feeling which I never recognized , I am still looking for a big bucket full of it .Somebody said "being happy is a gift". And I am waiting for mine .