Tuesday, March 11, 2003
Happiness ??
Today i was asked the question, "are you happy ?". Hmmm, when a person is hit with such a question how should one respond ? How do u tell if u r happy ? Errrr, i'm abit lost here. How do one decide if he/she is happy or how do one gauge happiness ?
- Should i be happy with the fact that my parents r around to take care of me eventough i've long passed the age. or
- Should i be happy as of now i'm healthy n i've got no physical disablities ? or
- Should i be happy that my country is free of war n to certain extend all of us r leaving in harmony or
- Should i be happy that i've managed to get a job (even tough it's abit pain in the ass) while some dudes r hunting for it desperately ? or
- Should i be happy that i have one of the best people as my frens, who i really appreciate alot ? or
- Should i be happy that i was cared for n loved more then anything else, even though it was brutally robbed away from me ? or
- Should i be happy that i'm born into this world due to my sins in previous life (yes people, i do believe in karma to certain level) ?
Hmmm, 5 out of 7, looks like i have more reasons to b happy about then just to mope about my life. But, this brain of mine just wouldn't want to admit this fact n keeps on yearning for times which have long passed. Damnn... Yearning for exchange of saliva.
Happiness is a Warm Gun (Beatles)
She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane.
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the Nation Trust.
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun.
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no one can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
Yes it is.
@ 11:19 PM
A new, brighter beginning, just like the sunflowers.
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