Happiness is expansion of myself. It tests whether I'm worthy of this life's most beautiful gift. Would I value it as though it's the voice of my total being? Would I waste it? Let me park h (happiness ) not only in my heart but more in the hearts of those I love. Like a flower-bud, we as a family shall nurture it together to make it blossom into the most lovely flower. As we have blessed it, it will bless us many times more.
Let us remember those who are living in sadness on whom the warmth of sunshine has not smiled. Let us hope that some day happiness would somehow come their way for they, like the rest of mankind, equally deserve such.
There could never be too much of h. It's as rare as the most precious diamond.
The h of others sharpens the edge of our own and bonds us together in our common humanity. This brings out our compassion and magnanimity without which we would be left wanting. With this, h shall shine as a bright light in a dark and miserable world.
How sad it is that people should take their h for granted. It's as though a close acquaintance with h has made them complacent and negligent. Then when they wake up in a time of adversity, they would be in a state of stupor and realise what they have lost.
We can't hoard h. like a commodity. Even in our best moments, we should take cognisance how fragile it could be.
H even at its brightest moment is still a contingency. Unless we are aware of this all the time, we would be left vulnerable. We should hold it dear as long as it is part of us because of this uncertainty which is the root-cause of our vulnerability.
When this were to happen, we would be sheltered somewhat because we have acquired humility in the first place. Yes, we accept with humility what befalls us during our days of adversity only to be even more humble in our days of h.
When we are mature enough to understand and accept this duality of life, we would have come a long way in our quest for self-realisation.
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