Happiness :-)

Good Morning Readers! Remember one of my old blogs “Happiness is a Choice!!” ?? If not then here is the link - http://sundayreaders.blogspot.com/2013/06/happiness-is-choice.html

Today’s blog is nothing but a very sweet example to support that post.

It was a very hot day and a dry one too. The burning Sun was a bit too angry on something that had been bothering him since zillion years. It seemed pretty sure that he was going to burn the whole Earth. His every ray hitting our green planet was like the sharp arrows piercing through the body taking out the life from every living being.

I guess I had been sweating so much that the T-shirt I was wearing looked like it was just washed and hadn’t even dried off. It was much more irritating when it started sticking to my body everywhere and my hands got busier itching every part they could reach on to; limited to my body and not any part of a middle aged man sitting beside me yawning every few minutes. The irritation just doubled when that man started getting sleepy and his head started falling off his throat and landed on my shoulder every time. When it landed, I got irritated because it landed and when it rose up, I got irritated thinking when it would land again.

The chattering sounds of every passenger in that train had overcome the evergreen “chuk chuk” sound of our lovely Indian trains. Most of the voices were from the middle aged female voice boxes and at few times the males voice boxes mixed up too, sometime accompanied by crying children. Normally the crying and whining of children followed the yelling sound of the cool drink or fast food vendor’s yell of the list of his items.

I felt that I was getting irritated to my limits and the only best part of the journey was I had got a seat. There were many passengers standing who looked like were swinging just more than natural. Their eyes were looking everywhere like an eagle looking for its prey, searching for passengers to get up with some excuse and they could steal the seats and rest their legs. It was the only good part of that scorching heat that all the water in my body was flowing out as sweat and I had no need to leave my seat for passing out the water.

As I looked at my watch, it was 1 PM and still 2 hours of journey was left to reach Belgaum, one of the most beautiful cities in South India. Calm and cool, it had the right blend of culture and gloss.

They say as the journey nears the destination, it grows more desperate. And I was experiencing it. I had nothing to help me out. The novel I had got with me sat silently in my bag. I couldn’t even move and it was far from reality to open up that and read it in that rush. Just then I heard a loud cry of a small child. He was standing in front of his mother and crying. Big drops of water had started flowing down his chubby cheeks and it looked like the gates of the dam in his nose would open up any time and his mother’s hankie was the most needed thing now. He even started hitting violently on his mother’s lap. But we all know lovely moms and their sweet golden hearts. Even that just multiplies their love towards their children. She was trying to carry him and make him sit on her lap and was explaining everything in the world to him just to console him. Anyone in that compartment could notice the pain in her eyes when her kid started crying, yet her face carried a consoling smile on her face.

I could no longer focus on the crying child and moved along the bench towards the window, pitying the mom. As soon as my eyes reached the window, I saw another kid. He too was of the same age of the crying kid. His parents were sitting on the same bench as mine separated to me by the sleepy uncle with a frequently falling head. He was curiously staring at the crying kid for some time and then again turned back.

I just got curious since I had nothing else to do. I started observing the kid. Wearing a dark blue colored T-shirt with lots of attractive colorful design on it and a black colored multi-pocket Bermuda, he was busy doing something. He too was standing and was turned toward his parents. He dint had the window seat either, he was not getting any air to blow onto his body, and he was sweating too. In short, he shared exactly the same situation as of mine and the crying kid. Yet he was busy doing something and it looked like he dint even care where he was.

The noise, the heat, the sweat, the crowd, the hunger; everything just ceased to exist for him. Upon that, I was more than shocked when he smiled and even gave out a small laugh. I could control my curiosity no longer and moved my ass a bit forward and bent my back forward. Bending a little more helped me look at what he was so busy with, that kept him engrossed; moreover kept him happy kicking off the irritation from him.

He had few coins, probably given by his parents, along with a very small space on the bench by his father, who had crossed his legs and made some space for his child to play. The child used to arrange the coins one upon other and then used to roll another coin towards the piled up coins. Being unaware of the physics, he never calculated anything and just used to roll the coin towards them. I could not stare much longer but I was sure there was a small probability for the rolling coin to hit the piled up coins even in that moving train and whenever that happened a cute smile escaped his mouth.

For any onlooker it was just a game and a smiling kid. But for me it was one of the biggest lessons of my life.

Many a times in our life, such situations come, when we cannot control them, but we can control ourselves. And “HAPPPINESS” is one of them because, happiness is not found in air or water or in a train’s honk or in anything else. It lies within us; we just need to feel it.

We are the owners of ourselves and it is completely on us to select the right option of being happy and feel it, ignoring all the forces that try to irritate us. It is our duty to find what is right for us in any moment and keep ourselves happy and satisfied. One of the best ways of achieving that is being simple. Just like the kid, who was happy in such a situation where most of the other persons sharing the same situation were either whining or yelling at their situations. He was just being simple and playing a simple game in whatever was available to him and was busy within himself; he avoided all the factors that were trying to irritate him and was enjoying himself.

That was the moment I knew what I had to do and the rest of that train journey was never anymore irritating for me!

Be Happy, Have a Happy Sunday… Thanks for being a Sunday Reader…

Vishal…

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