Alok Rodinhood Kejriwal
Facebooked today this “Why does misery of other people make us happy?” and this
is my take on the same question. I fail to answer it but I don’t crave
happiness – it comes naturally (sometimes due to reasons and rest of the times
Now, isn’t happiness the
natural state of human beings. We are born with a basic understanding of love
and all other form of emotions comes by with experience. So, why it is that
happiness finds it difficult to come by us when we grow up? The momentary joy of
being able to say “I told you so” or “You deserved it” is more fun than actually
helping them face the problem. What has made us degrade from that blissful
state into the sordid one? Why does inflicting pain, directly or indirectly
bring that fleeting feeling of festivity to our heart?
We seek happiness in
material things or a cigarette smoked or a drink had, but we forget the
conversation we had over the drink or that smoke. We just remember that bad
hangover after one too many drinks. We take pleasure in sharing our tales of
sorrow to all, even when we know no one is really interested in listening to
We seek happiness in what
makes others miserable. We enjoy from the fact that someone is unhappy either
because of us or due to something that we didn’t do, which might have helped
that person through. Somehow we have forgotten the natural instinct of loving people
and being in a state of sheer happiness, without being sadist about it.
Perhaps we have forgotten that joy is best when
it is shared with people you love and sorrows sort of mellow down in company. Loneliness
never enhances happiness and never allows distress to get out of your life. As a
rule we are bound to be with people, but our current lifestyle has made us impervious
to any feelings of joy and has increased the craving. Maybe that is why we
enjoy scorn, sarcasm and sadism instead of love, happiness and laughter.
I am very happy today. No
reason. Or wait there is a reason. I went shopping and bought a designer Saree
that had caught my eye almost a year back and somehow it was not sold. Probably
it is too expensive as per the market norms and was not actually worth the
price or may be it was just waiting there for me. Whichever is true, I got it
and the sense owning it has made me little too cheery. I therefore enjoyed a
movie more than I normally would.
So, when I sit in that
happy mood on my 15th floor balcony, I get a little philosophical thinking that
now I have started to need reasons to be happy. Since when we started having
the needs of owning material objects to feel the joy that should come naturally
to us. Isn't sadness the thing that comes with reasons. I was happy when got
this house, mind you its still on rent but yes its mine. I was happy when I got
my wedding dress designed. I was happy when I bought a phone (tablet).
I don't have the days or
reasons when I truly was happy without any specific material reason. I remember
the day when my first boss from second job (boss was same and so was the
office) asked me why are you smiling, share it with us and make everyone smile.
I replied that since when people started needing reasons to be happy. He told
me that I am going bonkers if I am smiling or being happy for no reason. And
back then I just smiled at him. But now honestly, I have changed to be like
him, and this is not a change that I wanted to happen to me.
I indulged in the race that
I once avoided and now I have become a rat, but who cares if I win or not. I
wish to be happy, the way I was on the day my boss told me I am mad. I wish to
be happy like the day I hugged my niece and she kissed me back. I wish to be
happy to see my father smile when he saw the smartphone I and my sister gifted
They still are reasons but at least they are
intangible assets. I wish there would a day soon where I would be happy without
reasons, until then intangible assets should do.