What If I ask you,"Are you happy with your life?''
Walking at the edge of the beach on a fine day in Pondicherry, I asked myself, am I happy with my life? Living at an age when running against time is mandatory; how much time do we truly get to embrace what we have? Can't we just love our imperfect life? Why do we always run for the things that matter lesser than the cost of our happiness? As I was looking for the answers while roaming around the beach, my eyes got stuck on a family. They were giggling, jumping, playing, and most importantly living their life to the fullest. There were nothing fancy things that made them so happy-blame the cool breeze, salty sea or the hands of loved ones~they were busy making the day a remarkable one. I sensed it as if God had given me the vision of how simply you can find peace and contentment in life. Too overwhelmed to think more, my entire evening went on contemplating finding happiness in little things. That night my eyes were fixed on the ceiling, but my mind was traveling...