Was asking a friend this morning about her new job and if she is happy or not? she said, “well, much better than the old one”. Fa I was like ya3ni you are HAPPY? She then replied am fine with it, nothing makes me happy any more.
Her answer triggered a prolonged conversation about life and happiness that ended with her picking on “my happy life”. The thing is I rarely hear people saying “el7amdolelah”, I never hear the word “we are happy we are alive”, “rabena yedeem el ma3roof, or el se7a, or el satr….a lot of other underestimated or overlooked blessings. I am not generalizing but seriously we need to start counting our blessings..and I believe that happiness or at least a faint miasma of it will start making home in our lives.
My very personal theory is that Happiness is a fluctuating feeling or a state of mind that totally leaps in if the person is genuinely content or satisfied “Rady” that is. It varies according to the velocity and intensity of the roller coaster called life. We as humans cannot maintain the same level of tolerance and “Reda”…at this point it is either you give up and call her ( life) names, or hang on, fight, or even subdue until the turn is over with and reach a phase closure. The closure might be joyful or sorrowful..nothing is guaranteed. The only certainty in life is that we will never know what’s gonna happen.
“But life leaps over oblivion lightly. Losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud”
It is the night of the shooting star, been waiting all my life to make a wish while glancing at it. Never happened. While staring at the dark sky I wondered why on earth am I clinging to that faint hope while am guaranteed an “egaba” if only I approached.
Yann Martel’s Life of Pi – highly recommended but a tad “disturbing”.