As I sit here in Starbucks watching all the people go by, I cant help but think to myself how happy people seem to be. But are they really? It's amazing how humans can put up facades of being so happy, satisfied and content with him or herself without others really knowing if what they are feeling is genuine and real. We will never know. We can only imagine what they are truly feeling.
Which brings me to my never ending quest to determine what is the true meaning of happiness. To what extent is the definition of happiness varied when analyzed by different people. And.. (Anwar Ibrahim and Nurul Izzah just walked by - congrats?.. I guess). And will we ever come to one overall complete definition to be agreed upon by all?
Of course the question "what is happiness?" has been beaten down to death. It's a cliche question that can't get anymore cliched. There are so many ways to approach this question; socially, financially, emotionally and, of course, spiritually. No matter what the approach, I believe that the quest for the answer to this question will never come to an end for as long as humans exist.
Which brings me back to the purpose of my thought for today. It is not the definition or the answer to this question that I am talking about. But rather the ability humans to simply be happy. The ability to set aside all our worries, all our pain, all our sorrow, and all our fear, to enjoy, even the briefest of moments, to simply enjoy the moment of being alive, there and then in that particular point in time and space. Be it with a significant other, friends, family or alone, the ability of the human mind to compartmentalize thoughts and memory to provision a path for a simple joyous feeling to overwhelm the mind, body and soul, will truly remain an awesome, fantastic and absolutely mind-boggling mystery that us humans, the creatures that are actually subjected to this phenomenon, will never be able to solve.
God is truly great.
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