So, are you happy?

He said.

Blinking my eyes twice, forming an arch from the corner of my mouth I stood up and left.

Am I happy? I asked the question to myself for the thousand times before realising happiness is never one sided, it has to related to things, places and people.

So, marching towards the quest of happiness I asked the butler “Are you happy?"

Yes, I am indeed happy when my master shines like a sun but I become sad when he rains. My happiness depends on my master's wellbeing, as long as he is happy I am happy too …

Jotting down the Butlers words I marched towards the pauper. I asked “What happiness is for you?”

It's when I see a hundred rupee note, I become happy when my wife cooks two times a day and see my children sleeping with dinner in their stomach. For me happiness is when I am not begging for food and shelter.

Tears in the coner of my eyes, cursing the way I don't wanna lead, I landed on a mansion of a billionaire… “You are rich and successful, may be you are the happiest”. I implied.

Massaging his temples, he gave me a mocking smile and said. "I would be the happiest if there was a day when I don't have to worry about me being bankrupt, I would say I am happy, If I could go back to my old days and hangout with my friends not afraid of rain, people gossiping and my status. Until the day, I don't feel peace to my soul I am always in sorrow, happiness is a long puzzle to me.

Heaving a sigh of disgust, the sun rose above my head, am I happy listening to them? Or am I happy on my own, was the only question I wanted to sort out.

Making myself clear, with the blue skies, over my head that no matter how much I try, happiness is your never ending desire for which you dream, and bring sorrow on the way. I meet a teenager on the way, “Girl you are on your prime and don't have to worry about anything, you are the happiest, I wonder”.

She gave me that daunt look “ Cant you see, I am ugly, people have good looks and rich parents, I don't have a chauffeur and big mansion, I have to depend on my pocket money for a whole month. Do you think that is what makes me happy, not being able to make money myself?”.

Gosh, people in their wild age of wander and lust, who should live smiling every day without the fear of fame and success, still circle them themselves with the things that will happen eventually. I wonder what happiness is for me.

Going up and down for a year ☝️ now it seems my puzzle is solved.

Happiness for me is when my parents are smiling and are in good health, happiness for me is when my friends comes and chatter all day long, it's when my lover dont cheat on me, it's when I realise I have eyes, hands and feet to walk, to touch and to see things that are precious to me.

Happiness is when I no longer care what people are upto, unless they don't harm, it's when I don't wanna see only the negative side of people and things, it's when I carve for positivity and bring peace to my soul.

That someday I will look back, even if today is sad or sorrowful, I would still smile and say, thank god “I am alive” that what's makes me happy……