The oxymoron in the statement perfectly suits the oxymoron that life often presents you. There's sadness that accompanies happiness at times. This is also where values come in. Your values should tell you to acknowledge the sadness that accompanies the happiness and not get carried away with every slight excitation the fragile life offers you. No happiness is permanent and neither is any sorrow, whats important is to enjoy the moment but stay grounded and feel the physicality of life.
Any change is painful. The larva is clumsy, ugly, slimy while the butterfly is colourful, vibrant, beautiful but the metamorphosis is painful. The most beautiful creation of God, a new born is the result of a very painful process. There is pain associated to beautiful results. What we often do is forget the pain and disassociate ourself from a lot many important things.
The destination may be beautiful, but thats a momentary thing, what lasts longer and is more important is the journey. When we reach our destination, we tend to forget the journey which has made us the man we are. The journey gives us several textures. These textures are what we call life. If you considered the journey an integral part of the destination. You could never leave ground in your happiness.
I write this on a very personal experience. And the irony is, that for everyone whom I do write this for may never read it but if they may ever read this, all I want to tell them is that our journey together was one Helluva Ride and much more important than any destination I may ever reach. It took me long to put this in words not because I was lost in my happiness but because I was somewhat numb. We had put in long years and countless memories in building it. This would never return, I realise this and hence consider this to be The Elegy of my Happiness.
Any change is painful. The larva is clumsy, ugly, slimy while the butterfly is colourful, vibrant, beautiful but the metamorphosis is painful. The most beautiful creation of God, a new born is the result of a very painful process. There is pain associated to beautiful results. What we often do is forget the pain and disassociate ourself from a lot many important things.
The destination may be beautiful, but thats a momentary thing, what lasts longer and is more important is the journey. When we reach our destination, we tend to forget the journey which has made us the man we are. The journey gives us several textures. These textures are what we call life. If you considered the journey an integral part of the destination. You could never leave ground in your happiness.
I write this on a very personal experience. And the irony is, that for everyone whom I do write this for may never read it but if they may ever read this, all I want to tell them is that our journey together was one Helluva Ride and much more important than any destination I may ever reach. It took me long to put this in words not because I was lost in my happiness but because I was somewhat numb. We had put in long years and countless memories in building it. This would never return, I realise this and hence consider this to be The Elegy of my Happiness.
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