Pursuit of Happiness/ Stress?
| Pursuit of Happiness/ Stress? |
But have we ever thought of all the
negative things we think about- Small, Big, Imaginary, Trivial. Currently: Is
this article making sense is worrying me? Am I looking good, Am I good enough,
the color is not suiting me, what will my friends think, what will society
think, Am I looking too fat, Train is so crowded, When will I grow old to go to
college? Why did I grow so fast that college is over? Walk is tiring in the
sun, career is not perfect, Can I become Roger Federer? Do I look good? What if
I don’t find a partner? Ram/ Tina is better looking than me? What will my boss
think if I take a holiday? What will my family think if thy find out I drink?
What? Why? When? How? I have just touched the tip of the iceberg of the
expectations we have with ourselves and our lives. I’m sure all of us would
relate to at least 5-6 questions mentioned on top and fuss about it in our
2bn seconds we have on this earth. The outcome of the problems is immaterial
but worrying about it is the top most priority for us. The burden of
expectations stress us so much that we look at ourselves also in such negative
light adding to the stressometer in our minds.
Very rightly said by Aamir Khan in
3 idiots that engineers have been smart enough to make world class machines but
they could not make a machine which could measure the stress of a human mind.
Sapiens are inevitably critical of themselves and their surroundings. We forget
that so many small positive things that we are surrounded with.
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| Stressful Railway platforms |
I had the
opportunity of witnessing a very small incident on Kurla station. It was 7 p.m.
and the entire Kumbh mela of corporate people were on that station. Most of
them drowned in music on their phones or in sorrows of everyday hassles. Men
sweating in the Mumbai heat and swearing. Women swearing about some serial on
TV. Children swearing the education system and the loads of homework. Riri
(Siri of the Railways station loudspeakers) swearing on the loudspeaker about a
train arriving, going, coming late and God knows what other statuses of train.
It was an epidemic of negativity and stress all around. In this dark abyss, I
saw 2 men sitting on a makeshift seat and laughing and giggling like small
kids. There was a sense of innocence and indifference to the world around them.
One man was making hand actions and had brightening twinkle in his eye and the
other person was concentrating on the hand actions of the opposite person.
Eyebrows curled in amazement, eyes dilated with enthusiasm and mouth gaping
with enthusiasm to hear the other person. And then both just laughed and smiled
looking at each other. The smile was infectious as it got a twitch on my cheek
bones. I approached closer like a moth to a fire. The continued conversing only
with their hands and smiled endlessly. They didn’t belong to this world.

They
were in a parallel universe, 3rd level of dream in inception or a
cocoon of contentment. They were just involved in each other and smiling and
talking and discussing random things, yet their faces shone with so much energy
that I was exported out of Kurla station and into a world of smiles. Needless
to say they were deaf and dumb, yet people around them including me seemed
handicapped by stress, anxiety and depression.
I can argue that I have been happy
too. But the relaxed demeanor, cheerful actions and radiance is something I
find difficult to find. We are designed by our masters (Society, School,
Bosses, Offices, Parents, etc) to look at bigger things in life for happiness. Rarely
have I come across someone who tells us to find happiness in small and
inconsequential things. Eating Ras malai when you see a tempting mithai shop,
rush of feelings when we see your crush, standing on the railway platform to
experience small drops of rain caressing your face, patting an office peon for
mundane activities and see a smile on his face, talking to the Uber driver
about his favorite spot in Mumbai, randomly buying a Mcdonalds burger for mom
to see the childlike smile on her face, going on a walk with dad and talking about college days, treating your sister to a nice watch, getting your hair
oiled from granny because that’s one of her favourite memories of your
childhood, posting embarrassing pics of college days on the Whatsapp group of
MBA friends, making a list of hotels and places to visit, having a wada pav
from the local shop, hugging a friend, smiling at the Sodexo guy who cleans
your office washroom, waiting in anticipation for playing Badminton and TT on
the coming weekend and making small excuses to have food from favorite
outlets. These are not big moments of happiness. But cumulatively they account
to a whole lot of seconds to our lives. Amidst the worries and stress, these
small moments of pure unadulterated and unconditional happiness are golden.
I have observed that we usually
don’t remember the hours of worrying or fretting or stressing. These droplets
of happiness are worth pursuing. 0.2bn seconds increased to 0.4bn seconds could
change the way we look at our lives. There are enough problems and worries in
the world. Let these small moments remind the beauty of life and motivate us to
multiply these droplets of happiness.
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| Pharell Williams’ song “Because I'm happy” plays along!! |




Tushar I am touched with the real life experiences you have mentioned.Whatever you hv written is a naked truth of our lives .An eye opener article.Keep it up.
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