Happiness
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Each one of us has different benchmark to put us into the state of being happy or not! Rightly said “its more or less jus the change in u”.
Donnow y I m defining this term here n y I have chosen this term as my topic but the first thing tht comes to my mind every time I think about the incident m going to share in this blog is HAPPINESS.
Recently, been to Mumbai for my summer training...experience was awesome not just in terms of what I learnt professionally but also in terms of how I grew personally.
Learnt how to travel by bus n local trains!
Might sound very trivial but trust me its NOT. I am not just talking about the physical exhaustion traveling takes but also the psychological one. It’s difficult to accept u don care for Ur status. May be m still a student and may be I cant even afford now to own a car of mine but still I don mind showing people how filthy rich I m and what all luxuries I can afford(obviously dad’s gonna pay)..
Anyway citing the experience …wen I started of with my training it was relie difficult and embarrassing for me to everyday board a bus and travel for one and a half hour of agonizing and unbearable journey to IIT campus from BARC...I thought its better to take an auto and pay may be ten times more!!Atleast convenience is der (lemme confess it the time gap is hardly fifteen min for both of dem)...Whatever wen u see all the SUVs and luxury cars being driven by SMART and GUD LOOKING people of ur age from the small window of Ur bus u ought to feel that way (at least tht will suffice ur mental exhaustion assuring that dude! U too can afford tht)… but still I continued with BUS..!(Donnow y!) Two weeks went by with the same altercation going on in my mind between my status and the status of the people I was traveling with (no offence intended.. Thts the truth!!)
But den one day while my ORDEAL (yea this is what I considered it) one family boarded the bus...Mom, pop and two lil children ( 2-4 yrs)..Nothings different for me. I still appreciated the black BMW I saw rolling past before me from my window..
The family made themselves comfortable. Two kids on one seat before mine. And the mommy sitting next to dem instructing not to take der hands out and all! The daddy was busy paying ticket fares...Whtevr EVERTHINGS still the same for me. But then gradually I noticed something. Those kids were enjoying themselves thoroughly. Was a bit surprising for me... (I mean how can anyone enjoy bus ride...Tht too without an AC and gud music)...And the parents were overwhelmed to see der kids happy. Can such mode of transportation could be anybody’s reason to be happy? Mommy was busy telling her kids how huge that building is and how fast that car is running &. Daddy looked so swollen with pride to make his kids HAPPY.
I was amazed and was kind of feeling pity for myself (relie I was!). Something that means so much of fun and bliss for someone is a source of an ORDEAL for me..!Is my benchmark for happiness so high to be reached..?Y m I not so happy as they are... What is so different for them..
I could only think of one answer that may be sometimes big flamboyant things in life take away the austerity of every things else. Stature lies in Ur head and may be not completely in your flamboyant flashy lifestyle u carry with your money!!
After four weeks of bus I den switched to local trains for a new lesson of HAPPINESS!!(J)..But i still DON mind driving a car of my own(:))
!!
Each one of us has different benchmark to put us into the state of being happy or not! Rightly said “its more or less jus the change in u”.
Donnow y I m defining this term here n y I have chosen this term as my topic but the first thing tht comes to my mind every time I think about the incident m going to share in this blog is HAPPINESS.
Recently, been to Mumbai for my summer training...experience was awesome not just in terms of what I learnt professionally but also in terms of how I grew personally.
Learnt how to travel by bus n local trains!
Might sound very trivial but trust me its NOT. I am not just talking about the physical exhaustion traveling takes but also the psychological one. It’s difficult to accept u don care for Ur status. May be m still a student and may be I cant even afford now to own a car of mine but still I don mind showing people how filthy rich I m and what all luxuries I can afford(obviously dad’s gonna pay)..
Anyway citing the experience …wen I started of with my training it was relie difficult and embarrassing for me to everyday board a bus and travel for one and a half hour of agonizing and unbearable journey to IIT campus from BARC...I thought its better to take an auto and pay may be ten times more!!Atleast convenience is der (lemme confess it the time gap is hardly fifteen min for both of dem)...Whatever wen u see all the SUVs and luxury cars being driven by SMART and GUD LOOKING people of ur age from the small window of Ur bus u ought to feel that way (at least tht will suffice ur mental exhaustion assuring that dude! U too can afford tht)… but still I continued with BUS..!(Donnow y!) Two weeks went by with the same altercation going on in my mind between my status and the status of the people I was traveling with (no offence intended.. Thts the truth!!)
But den one day while my ORDEAL (yea this is what I considered it) one family boarded the bus...Mom, pop and two lil children ( 2-4 yrs)..Nothings different for me. I still appreciated the black BMW I saw rolling past before me from my window..
The family made themselves comfortable. Two kids on one seat before mine. And the mommy sitting next to dem instructing not to take der hands out and all! The daddy was busy paying ticket fares...Whtevr EVERTHINGS still the same for me. But then gradually I noticed something. Those kids were enjoying themselves thoroughly. Was a bit surprising for me... (I mean how can anyone enjoy bus ride...Tht too without an AC and gud music)...And the parents were overwhelmed to see der kids happy. Can such mode of transportation could be anybody’s reason to be happy? Mommy was busy telling her kids how huge that building is and how fast that car is running &. Daddy looked so swollen with pride to make his kids HAPPY.
I was amazed and was kind of feeling pity for myself (relie I was!). Something that means so much of fun and bliss for someone is a source of an ORDEAL for me..!Is my benchmark for happiness so high to be reached..?Y m I not so happy as they are... What is so different for them..
I could only think of one answer that may be sometimes big flamboyant things in life take away the austerity of every things else. Stature lies in Ur head and may be not completely in your flamboyant flashy lifestyle u carry with your money!!
After four weeks of bus I den switched to local trains for a new lesson of HAPPINESS!!(J)..But i still DON mind driving a car of my own(:))
