Washing the dishes at 7pm, the radio is blasting a song for ……….,, I found myself smiling, singing and dancing with the rhythm… it was not the first time I hear the song.. it was the first time that I dance, sing and have happiness in my heart…
After 37 years, with endless struggle with mind, matter, fatigue, pain, and philosophical theories of man kind, I came to realize that all comes to an end… a feeling at heart you sleep with … eat with… live with … for the rest of your life may be…
I know that all human beings search for that little feeling they call happiness… whether they know they are in search for it or not… but all their actions, their career aspirations, their family planning, their travel around the globe … all are in hope of possession of the golden feeling…
I was at awe that I had the feeling while washing dishes.. 15 kilos heavier than last year… with white hairs struggling to prove their presence among my chatain maine… on antidepressants .. and feeling like the wizard witch of the east and the west !! Obviously and thankfully I was wrong!...
I don’t think that I realized the purpose of life or even what are the true treasures in life versus what I had known a day or a year ago ?! … the thing is…I know I have changed.. I know I am seeing through a different pairs of magnifying glasses… and these pairs are one hell of a glasses..!
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh………………….. the warm feeling of happiness…amidst the troubles.. the lack of sleep… the fat building on my middle section… the muscle ache …the dilemma of making monstrous life threatening decisions…..its joyful… its satisfying… it makes me feel like a healthy size 6 mozza… thank you God…this is all what I need…
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