Life is a suffering. A constant suffering. Endless pain. Interrupted by small moments of happiness, most of which occur unexpectedly. Sometimes the happy moments are just not enough. You want more. You are disillusioned by the fact that there will be more happy moments in future. You keep running more and more to attain that mirage. Those moments of happiness become more and more rare.
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I heard it someplace - life is like a marathon. Totally true. At starting point, you are very happy. Lots of people running around you. You feel jolly and run with double enthu. Slowly, the crowd grows thinner. Lesser and lesser people around you. Halfway down the path, most of your enthu has gone dead. You just run for those rare happy moments where someone passes you an orange kip or a glucose bottle.
Although, there is a difference, there is an end in sight in marathon which keeps pulling you, in real life, it's an endless race.
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Do you remember the time when you were the most happiest (% of happy time spent per day)? . That time was your childhood. Since then, the % of happy time has only reduced.
Anyways, lets search for those happy moments. Let's hope that the % will increase.
4 comments:
Life to him seemed hollow and existence but a burden... tom sawyer a 9year old in the novel when he feels this way.. :D
!H
From the past two years, this has been my everyday feeling.
kya baat hai .. dint expect this from u .. reflection n all !! :)
!V
aapke saath jab tak rehte the tab tak in sab ki jarurat nahi padi. aapki harkatein pe aayi hansi inke baare me sochne hi na deti thi :P
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