Elusive happiness

Elusive Happiness

           of late when I look at things around me and events unraveling  I  see a state of flux,everything seems to change,uncertainity looks stark at face . Life indeed was always uncertain ;as legend says Damascus sword always hung  on our head but we had remained in a  cocoon too caught  up with materialistic pursuits and pleasures .It had slipped out of our collective conscience  that everything is transitory or maya as hindu scriptures say  .

                                                   when  we  were  children,  fairy tales always ended with "happily ever after" note .The  king and   the queen ,cherubic princess and prince after all the adventures ,escapades,finally were united and they happily lived ever after. It was so naive of us to believe it as truth.                   
  Little did we realize, that happiness is as transitory,ephemeral as our life itself. we,sentinent beings always feel reaching certain goal or acquiring  name, fame could  make us happy but that too seems a myth. When I  see highly successful people, unhappy after having carved their way up ; when they have acquired name,fame that any   layman could ever dream of .Yet again  after fleeting moments of high, they experience void and  happiness seems to be a mirage for them.They are always on look out for something. It sets me thinking as to  where is happiness?? what is happiness..
Happiness means different to different people. Most of us feel ,material gains,power,.appeasing this physical body gives us happiness . For some, giving up everything is happiness.for a child mother's smile brings all the happiness.for  a doctor, saving a patient's life at  nick of time, is happiness.But then again happiness is experienced  only in short spurts.
Happiness seems like a fleeting, colourful   butterfly wandering  in the  garden of life . Just when we thought we  caught it in our  grasp; it is gone.But when we lose interest, it just comes along fluttering ,enticing us  for yet an another chase  .'how strange are ways of life'.As life force meanders through time, happiness just peeps in at some unexpected twists and  turns  and just as we were getting a whiff of it , it vanishes as a beautiful dream.

Man has the habit of measuring everything. Accordingly happiness index quotient charts are prepared to measure happiness quotient. Various parameters are taken into account and India just stands at 144th place .Are we really such an unhappy lot ?.Happiness is as ephemeral as life. They say if one sits in anticipation  of it we would  miss small increment of happiness which we take for granted in our daily life.

Maybe looking inward as always said by great saints , living life without much expectations,just staying put and enjoying small pleasures like watching rain fall,listening to patter of rain,first snow silently falling on leaves of trees ,playing with innocent child,playing with little kitten

 happiness  is seeing the shadow of leaves playing on  window sill,solving a complex problem after many attempts,helping somebody in need and the look of gratitude on their face is happiness,the site of monk who is happy  giving up everything  and the list goes on. Happiness is not a destination but a jouney ,a journey within I guess.our scriptures always said, our very  being  is happy   in  it's true nature "sat chit Ananda"then if so why look for it outward .A little child does not need much to be happy .It very nature is being happy (satchitanada)so cherishing every moment whatever situation we are in and also training our mind to find happiness in which ever condition we are in, go a long way to be happy.

AHA!Burfi

Aha ! Barfi , sweet as its taste so is  the movie BURFI.WHAT a beautiful ,sweet name to  name a child.(actually it is murphy misspelt as per movie)
with the first bite it caresses the taste buds. bite by bite we would want more only to realize the bufi is all gone.The flow of movie is smooth amongst flashback ;and present you  glide through the movie..no surplus emotions even the taints of pathos gets blended with movie .
ELLINA WITH her doe eyes speaks emotions through the  her eyes.PRIYANKA AS AUTISTIC CHILD lives up to her character .every moment u sit by with bated breath for next turn of events.shades of darkness and light play on the frame.no grand setting just  DARJEELING SHOTS AT its best.song blend so well there a light breeze that pass by.

                        LOVE at its purest form and burfi is a celebration of platonic love.overall  it is a whiff of fresh air .loved ever bit of  the movie.

ZEST FOR LIVING

 In the wake of COVID-19 as it rages through countries, towns, cities, and villages there is an underlying scare about who be the next victim . This post written long back caught my attention so posted it with little editing
             
In my mother's garden stood a slender  Dahlia plant which she tended with a lot of love and care.
Actually, the bulb had been brought from a far-off garden. The bulb had dried up but Mother hoped that it might sprout up. She tended it lovingly seeing it sprout, and unfurl its leaves growing up to be a bonny plant. One bright morning she bore a beautiful bud, a promise of ultimate testimony of her beauty.

     Mother waited with bated breath to see her fruits of labor, come alive. But as destiny had it, that night, rough winds blew and Mother endlessly worried about how her tender plant would withstand it . As was expected the next day; she found that the branch bearing the flower lay on the soil cut away limp and lifeless. Mother with a heavy heart just threw it away.

                      The next morning as she was strolling in the garden, her eyes caught a beautiful flower smiling up to her at the same place she had thrown a cut branch.

she was amazed at the flowers' zest for life. Though cut away it was determined to come alive to manifest its beauty. I cannot explain in words how happy Mother was. Finally, the beautiful crimson-red dahlia adored our living room.

This left me amazed as to how the will to live exists in every living being. It amazes me how terminally ill cancer patients come victorious from the crab's claw of cancer. It is the  will to survive that burns in every being
No matter what happens zest for living   should   be alive,that keeps  us going

Transtions

Transitions are never good to perceive ,be it transition in nature or transitions in our personal lives.Not a very nice feeling to move from one phase to another.When soggy ,wet rainy season change to cold,dull grey winter  one's   immunity system might weaken to give way to nasty cold and flu.

At personal level too, when there is transition  from  one   stage to another there is so much one need to compound  to, be it losing somebody to vortex of time or moving into a life long commitment .Human mind tends to draw comfort from the existing situation be it good or bad. It requires great cajoling and coaxing to move out and find greener pastures.Just as baby's first steps so uncertain or of a young bird learning to fly .
 ONCE THE  EFFORT HAS BEEN MADE IT IS SHEER BLISS ITS A WHOLE NEW WORLD OUT THERE.
Great discoveries have been made when ordinary mortals thought out of the box,kindled the fire in them and let sail to their thoughts took in transitions smoothly and moved on.
Just as non-living things tend to have INERTIA human mind seem to develop snag.
As Bhagavad-gita says change is way of life.

Everything seems to be transitory sadness and happiness .just have to move with the flow

free spirit

Each day is a new day.Every sunrise brings something new  and every sunset has left  me with something new.

Spirit is free. No matter what hurdles life has thrown at my step, I have leapt and galloped over them to bounce back .For few fleeting moments life seemed dull, yet again life has offerered   beautiful moments.Like a reed in a meadow caught in gale  , swaying with all might: but  when rough winds wane, springs back  dancing to gentle breeze yet again.  ..Aha !what fun it is to take each day as it is ,with no baggage of past both good or bad .savouring every moment:; living life passionately. life seem to drift on.

Celebrate life, every moment every day.

At the wake of dawn , when fresh air caress my cheeks awakening my soul after a slumber,

The feel of tender morning light warming up my soul,

when delicate shadow  of   leaves   dance on my  window pane,

when  fierce afternoon turn into beautiful evening,pretty pink strewn all over the sky as somebody had sky as their canvas

when colourful evening slips into  starry nights ,

when first drops  of rain  played on  my  cheeks to create a raphsody in my  being I FEEL ALIVE.

feel blessed to be alive.

EVERY DAY  IS A CELEBRATION OF LIFE

I do not have a tab OF  how many times I have  seen "GUZARISH".POETRY IN MOTION PICTURES.FRAME BY FRAME THEY COME TO LIFE.Each time I watch the movie I see something new.  .trancending to that place.one can feel the pulse of characters.THE MAIN  protagonist    IS A PARAPLEGIC WHO IN HIS MISERABLE LIFE HAS GREaT SENSE OF HUMOUR.

life seems so beautiful amidst misery and pain.It seems to  convey not to  leave   fleeting happy moments unsung and unseen.LIFE SEEM TO DRIFT OFF , WHEN IMMERSED IN SORROW ONLY TO TURN BACK  AND see   SO MUCH ONE HAS MISSIED.

Deception

"why live in world of deception ???????????? smiling face have  dark shades to it. 
 whom are you fooling, yourself or the world  around ?
Pause, and  look within you are not what you  percieve."