I’ve always believed that every feeling has layers to it except one. In all my writings, I’ve tried to explore these vivid shades of sadness, levels of motivation, depth of inspiration but never quite do so for happiness. I could fathom from being gloomy to heart-wrenching melancholy to slow aching agony to long settled hopelessness. Like the shades of blue that changes when you go deeper in the ocean depths.
But never happiness. I have always felt that happy is such an absolute emotion. How can anyone be less or more happy? Doesn’t being less happy means you are sad about something, some unfulfilling feelings perhaps? I wonder which is worse, “I’m happy but…” or “I’m sad but…” I find a world of difference in them.
I’ve recently withdrawn from writing; writing blog or poems or stories or even that matter my diary as well. I can’t seem to find enough words or rather suitable words to describe my level of happiness. One could argue how about down-in-the-gut-happy or floating-on-the-cloud 9-happy or deeply-contented-happy or just-day-to-day-happy? I don’t know one hell of a difference in any of them.
I’ve often heard people saying, “I’m on cloud 9, I got my dream job” “I’m in bliss he proposed me for marriage” And then I wonder, how do they feel when they are doing their dream job everyday? Less than being on cloud 9? Less than bliss after being married?
I don’t think I can ever have ifs and buts or more than and less than in my world of happiness. I think, “I’m happy” says it all for me!
