Happy ,chirpy,high on energy – simple words that mean the world to us.To many ,to be happy is the way to life.Those of us who are not so philosophical to dwell upon the question – “What really makes us happy ?” and those of us who are; want the same thing in the end – Utopia.Even the poets who write sad poetry and believe that pain is imperative for art(and i agree ;)) may willingly give it away for eternal happiness.
So why is it so eluding about happiness? Why is it like an evading mistress – always on the run ?
To me, happiness means being in the moment – the only moment we can live in.The only moment over which have control.
Utopia is not a dream.It is not a figment of imagination.It is an art.To be happy i believe it is necessary to enjoy the present moment.Every moment.Cherish it.Love it.It necessary to be happy in the smallest things in life.The first raindrop,the chirping of birds at the breaking of dawn,the touch of running cold stream water in deep forest,the Orange sky,the comic strip Calvin in whom i often find the six-year-old myself.
Happiness is in the joy of sharing,in the joy of giving.That moment when you gift your old blanket to a poor man on the street because it is too cold outside,that is happiness.The moment you see that wounded dog that can barely walk ,you feed him,take care of him and leave him at an animal shelter,that is love.
True happiness comes from compassion,when we reach beyond our small inner circle of selfishness and remove ourselves from the equation.The moment we vanish ,the moment our ego vanishes and we live for someone else,that is the moment of Nirvana,the moment of utopia.Now while its true that we cannot always be in a state of utopia,not until we turn into Buddhas at least,but we can always relive that moment by kind deeds,unselfish deeds.
We are and we will always be true children of mother Nature.She will love and cherish us to the very end but we gotta care for her too.We act like we have a second home to go to.
Now relive a moment with me.Close your eyes and come,sit beside me alongside the sea,staring at the vast enormous ,endless horizon,the white waves touch your feet and leave that funny tingling feeling in your leg,the crimson sun is setting right in front of you,the sky is painted with a billion colored strips of Creator’s brush,each brush stroke unique and different ,smell the salty ocean salt in the air,let it tingle your lungs till it becomes a part of you.The parent birds are returning to their young ones-and they seem anxious.You can tell it by their songs. A bunch of crabs and turtles return to the coastline to lay eggs.Welcome to Utopia.Now open your eyes and tell me you would want a thing to change.
Well being happy is that easy,it is in the smallest of deeds,in the smallest moments of our lives,its is in the arms of nature where we find ourselves.Utopia is everywhere around us.It was always around.It just sometimes needs to be found !
Note :The picture used is shared from my friend Aswin Pai’s flick collection with his permission. (https://www.flickr.com/photos/21238292@N07/15456423031/)
Nirvana - The search within ! 