How much happy we are that we
smile hardly twice or thrice in a day. Many of us make lips wider to deliver the
expression that they are smiling. We are exhausted, controlled by machines or
the tough routine of mechanical life, hollow expressions, empty souls, arid life
and motionless bodies. Spontaneous laughter, jocund eyes and uncontrolled shocks
of merriments have become the reminiscence of the days of yore. It was not long
ago, when we were quite happy, a real happiness, living a contented and buoyant
life.
We used to play hide and seek, “guli-danda”, kabbadi-kabbadi”, “shitapu” and
many more other sub-standard street games, though that were not internationally
recognized but quite sufficient to make us joyful and leave some unforgettable
recollections. We used to take a long nap even without taking a single dose of
sleeping-pills. Our survival was not dependent on the monthly long and weighty
pack of medicine rather a street quack or inherited-hakeem used to examine and
treat us successfully.
Then we entered in the decade of development and advancement. Considering our
self quite backward, we started the renovation of our personalities. Taking the
money and modernism as axis we opted the way to revolve round it. We went on
moving and moving and still moving. We tied the pursuit of happiness with the
fulfillment of material wants, these material wants kept on increasing in a
direct proportion of dissatisfaction.
We let the others in, such as multinationals, foreign investors, huge-companies
and many big giants entered in our country giving us the day-dream of better
life, knowing that day dreams never come true, still we not only got agree to
see the dream but to hold it on and still we are holding it, seeing its bits and
pieces every night, waiting to get it accomplished. The crown of creature,
letting down his creator set very minimal goals, underestimating his abilities
and skills.
On a straight line we put our negligible goals that start from getting education
from a reputed institution and end on securing a highly paid job in a
multinational. Rest of the life is spent in servicing that and retiring by
taking a huge sum of money as golden hand shake and perpetual amount of pension.
But after having all that we wanted still we are discontented, waiting for a
single moment to be happy in real.
Wait a minute here! Analyze some facts that we keep on ignoring on the whole of
our life.
How much happiness you get while going to office, receiving your monthly salary,
reading newspaper while sitting in yard-stretching lawn of your bungalow,
purchasing a branded suit, taking our new brand elongated car out from the
parking and checking your extended bank balance? If you really feel an intrinsic
happiness than that is ok. But if the answer in “No” then stop here, take a long
breathe and look behind what have your earned and what have you lost.
Weren’t you much happy while riding your repaired bike on the sleepy roads with
your mates after inundating rainfall? Don’t you get excited when you meet an old
champ of yours? Won’t you get delighted on arranging a long trip with your
partner? Don’t you feel sensational while looking black and white pictures of
your childhood? Doesn’t the circulation of blood and palpitation of heart stops
when you see your crush after a long time? Don’t you realize yourself to be born
again when you see your new born granddaughter or son?
If the answer is “Yes”, then it is very regretful to say that for many centuries
we are orbiting a false-selected axis. We have been failed to find out what
makes us really happy, either the companionship of money or man. In this era of
cut throat competition we haven’t cut the throats of others but ourselves. Our
souls have been sentenced to death leaving a hollow body behind that is now full
of straws, apparently furnished and strong but inwardly reckless, broken and
weak.
Now we have more money, much giant-size bungalows, elongated cars, lavish life
style, handsome bank balance but unfortunately and very regrettably we lost the
most vital thing and that is the bliss of inward satisfaction. We are grinding
in the grinding stone of never ending wants and ever changing demands of life.
We have got buried under the unnecessary and weighty burden of economic
problems.
The state of being not dead doesn’t really mean that you are actually alive.
Infact most of us have become zombies, virused by the germs of “za’r, zameen and
za’n”. We are able enough to discuss the merger and acquisitions of giant banks
and companies, but unable enough on how to merge and acquire a fist-full heart.
Honestly speaking on the track route of life, most of us are waiting for
happiness, unconditional and perennial happiness. We want to laugh and shout,
exhaling all exhaustiveness in the air, letting out “the other me” a possible
suggested name of our lost condition. We want to live, a genuine life either for
a day or half before death for our own self, without the fear of being harassed
by the constant threat of what others will say. Having a pardon from all
obligations and boundaries of society, live your life before death, before it is
too late, at least once but make your lips wider with the genuine smile, that
broke put from the core of heart.