The pursuit of happiness

[blazeofglory]

All want happiness. This is the truth. I see people doing things for happiness, set them in pursuit of happiness.

Happiness is a domain everyone visits, and by the grace of God or something else nobody is deprived of it.

We see people in different moods, some in a state of cloud nine and others totally in a whirlpool of woes.

Judging by what we see is not a fair judgment.

You see people smiling, residing in tall buildings, earning fat salaries, womanizing and doing this and that. We call them happy.

While others, poor people working on farms and sweating, engaged in manual works from morning to evening. We think they are unhappy.

It seems people living in developed countries, owning all sorts of modern gadgets, vehicles and many more sophisticated truare comparatively happier. But the truth of the matter is there is no yardstick to gauge how much one is happy and the other is unhappy.

People without possessions are happy, and others with an empire are unhappy.

We are in perpetual quest of happiness.

Does spirituality give us happiness? I doubt. How do you define spirituality. Is there a bench mark? Whom we reckon spiritualists are not really spiritual. They use big words and live on the sweats of the poor.

Happiness is a state of mind and everyone living here is gifted with this. Every pain is not without happiness, and both live side by side. They are twin sisters.

No pains can endlessly prolong and no joys can interminably be stretched.
Both states have to come to an end.

Happiness and sadness are equally given to all notwithstanding that some people act as happy with grave pains within and others express it immediately.
It is like day and night, sun and shadow, following the other.

[blazeofglory]

Relation is what defines or confines us. I am defined by your understanding or perception of me. That is why you birth, marry and befriend me.

You come closer and closer to me, to own me, to mold me, to shape me.
You behave as if we were one inseparable whole, the same being, physically, sexually, soulfully, spiritually. In spirit and in physique. We merge.

Then why do we fight and that leads to separation divorce? Why hate comes between us and disentangles our strong ties?

Why we start distancing ourselves physically and emotionally.
Do not we become penitent and remorseful and crave for reunion?

Egos creep in and erects big wall between us and we can not rejoin.

What is the root of each and every malady inflicting on us in point of fact?

Let us feel that all are our close relations. No one is an alien. Every man and woman in this planet are our close ones, dear ones, near ones.
Let us extend this family to welcome other family members, plants and animals too.

Religions, cultures, traditions, customs? Do away with them.

All are one whole. No castes, no cultures, no religions, no ideologies prevail over us. No laws should rule over us.

We beings, not necessarily we are human beings, were primordially happy ones with the laws of nature.

Now we make so many laws, but we have more amounts of violence than our prehistoric beings.

In the jungle there is less violence.

There is no massacre or mass killings or genocides. There are no Christians and Jews and no Hindus and Muslims.

Your laws, moralities are weak threads that can be broken anytime.

Let us be related to one another as beings, earthlings.

Let us untie the bond of false relations.
Unlearn what this bloody civilization taught.
Widen your heart limitlessly so that you can embrace all.
For you are all

If any bond remains
This is between you and me.

[blazeofglory]

I often wonder why I do the things I do, and the sole pupose of all my doings in fact. I do it just mimicking the way my seniors, path-blazers did. I did not become the writer I am out of choice, clean of mimicries. First and foremost of the lineage of whitllers were my parents ensued by my Gurus, teachers, good-wishers, the society or the people I live with come on the list of all who contribute to defining or shaping my desires of what I want in life and what I am in substance.

Life does not want all these rubbishes, the garbages I live with. My ideas I call originally my own do not constitute the stuff I am. In bare nature I am a man with primal and fundamental needs, offsprings, a covering on rainy days.

Life does not want idelogies, intellectualities, religions,spirituality. Life wants life – sustaining things, not things that galvanize or intensify my arrogance.

Life wants simple things, not all these complexities of a modern life, but the primeval realties so that the stream of it flows interminably.

We want technologies, empires, education, wealth and the rest of stuff wherein egos multiply manifold. But life can be better off with or witout all these rubbishes. Life is not happy just because you own massive wealth and not unhappy just because you are deprived of these junks.

You see life in bloom if you see a farmer working on his farms from dawn to dust wet with sweat and living on the scraps of food. Life flowers when a laborer earns the day’s wages and hoards for no tomarrows, and makes everyday ceremonial, with no cares. Modernity is not an obstacle unto itself save use of it is improperly done. But modernity in point of fact fettering humanbeings so that he can not unwind and repose.

Do not naysay what life wants.