There is happiness and then there is heaven.Happiness in this world and heaven in the next.The search for these two is so ongoing and endless that the lines have blurred,where the search ends and the real thing begins.
There are people who would laugh and smile for no particular reason.On a crappy day, we all have sometimes wondered “what are you so happy about?”.While on other days I would look up at a grumpy face and think “what are you so vexed about?” The truth is are not we all,in a way or the other,being searching for the ever eluding “perfect world”.
My train of thought went on this track when my son asked me “Where do people go when they die?” The answer is obvious “Heaven”.
As expected,pop came the next question “Where is heaven?”, and then in the same breath “Can people take their iPhones with them.”( I know people,kids think iPhones are a vital organ).Well, answer to the latter was easy “No”.But the answer to the former is a bit fuzzy,so I try my best “It’s supposed to be a beautiful place,where everyone is happy,healthy etc.It’s supposed to be the happiest place”.This was followed by a million other questions,I won’t go into that.
I’m sure this is a question that millions of kids have asked and would keep doing so,but the answers would still be fuzzy.
At this point I got to thinking about happiness,it just might be around us somewhere.So I tried looking for some and I found this.
For me happiness is a beautiful day at the park.Sitting under a beautiful tree,with the person I love.Birds chirping and kids playing around.Breeze in my hair and sunshine on my face.
Happiness is driving around the city after a nice dinner,some golden music.Happy kids in the backseat,not cranky or complaining for once.
Happiness is a trip to the mountains with the family.Staying in a crappy hotel with bad tea and worse food. But all that I can recall of the trip is the laughter and good time.
Happiness is the beach,waves washing over my feet.Turning my face up to the amazingly blue sky and closing my eyes for a minute,perfect solitude.
Happiness is visiting my parents one more time, with the people I love.Sitting in my favourite chair with a cup of tea and watching the whole family bicker,yet again.
Happiness is laughing heartily with my sisters,over some silly nonsense.Talking through the night but never agreeing on anything.
Happiness is all this and much much more.In the everyday ongoing struggle of life,if I have been in all these places even for a few moments then I’m grateful for it. If heaven is the happiest place that can be then I have been there and I hope and pray for more.
Rather than trying to find the fuzzy answers or run after the ever eluding happiness, let us seize all those moments of happiness that are trying to find us everyday and we might have been too busy to stop and reflect on them.
Let us find our own heaven and bask in it. If heaven is the happiest place then let there be happiness, let there be heaven.
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Very gud message conveyed by your blog..happiness is heaven n let there be heaven..