FORGETTING TO SMILE

There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No relief in hate. It’s just a waste of perfectly good happiness.”
― Katerina Stoykova Klemer

In the past couple of days I have come to realize that there is far too much sorrow, pain, sufferings in this world than we think!

Getting advice to “STAY HAPPY” is quite easy, but “really” staying happy is another story. It is true that life is not as easy as we say it is or sometimes consider it to be.It is far more difficult and complex.

In the past couple of days I have been going through various videos showing how people of different religion, race, ethnicity, different cultural backgrounds have been suffering.

Lately, the harsher side that I came across was the video regarding ‘Malaysia’s invisible children’. They are those people who do not even exist, although being alive. Then there are those who are absent from the face of the maps. I mean, one cannot be more neglected and feel invisible than them.

I see a student in the class who is not getting enough attention from his teachers and fellow students and then I look at these people, absent yet present to this whole world.As if they are not meant to be here, they have no right to live on this planet. Maybe they are the correct definition of “alien“. These people are the big eyed creatures trying to find out their rightful place. While we are unaware that they even exist.

There are far greater sufferings happening everyday than not having to eat pizza, fries, not getting a job, not having a good laugh, not having a hangout, cancelling shopping plans.

These are not as such big problems considered to what is really going on around us. It is our responsibility to open our eyes and say thankful for everything we have; parents, friends,a little amount of money, a lazy month without a job and things like that.

There are far worse tragedies happening every hour, every second. We are just not looking in the right direction to understand the value of our precious lives.

Yesterday, I was watching BBC News, they were telling about the African refugees, how the Mediterranean sea is crossed every year, killing millions of people during the journey. The life they are living is much worse than ours. How they have to bare every loss, the loss of their families, loved ones and yet have to embrace living with pain buried inside their heart till their last breath.

People going through worst diseases, the crises going on in Syria, the refugees, but they have to live, cause they have no other option and we cry over things like eating vegetable at lunch or canceling our parties.

Islamophobia, rape, starvation, terrorism is at its peak, people getting killed for no reason, with every passing day the cry of the innocent is getting higher and higher and it will create chaos sometime soon. It will bring a drastic disaster when the echoes of mourning voices will reach the highest pitch. There will be more blood shed around, a war is coming.

A war that will destroy us all, that will destroy the human kind.

We are killing each other only for the reason to gain “control”. I say what control, what peace can control bring. Controlling can never make anyone happy just like in a husband-wife relationship if one tries to control another, the end result is the breaking of rope with a loud snap.

The point is, it is really heart breaking to see the world going into ashes gradually, people dying, in reality genuine happiness is nowhere to be found.There is too much mixture of other harsh emotions combined with it.
 I think if you laugh a lot you aren’t watching the world with the right eyes. If you are smiling not too often, then you have finally understood the meaning of this world.

Staying happy isn’t that easy.

“Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.”
 ― Carl Sagan, Cosmos

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Originally published at voice705.wordpress.com on September 1, 2016.

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