How are you? Saar… !
Happiness is an alien concept. No one is content and happy in his life, yet if somebody asks – How are you? We reply with a meek reply and repeated lies umpteen times that – I am fine! And the truth is that no one is fine these days. For one third of our life, we spend or simply wastes it to solve algebra and calculus problems or either cramming History dates. I fondly remember in matriculation days, our English lady teacher teased us that you are living on the verge of happiness and after passing matriculation, you will never be able to happy again. And that damn prophecy turned out to be true. And after those ‘happy hours’ I have not spend a single day of my life which was not tense and with loads of anxieties for future and present; and repentance for the past.
I have seen people seeking merriment in shopping, eating out, alcohol, and movies; and according to me they are the dullest person who don’t know how to cope with their boring and unfruitful life. And shockingly, the perception of happiness is really weird and we find happiness in other’s tragedies. Karna says to Duryodhana in Mahabharata, Vana Parva, Chapter XIII, ‘Cattle Inspection by Duryodhana – his humiliation’, “Nothing is more satisfying than to watch the sufferings of the enemies. Not the birth of a son, not the winning of a great fortune is as pleasing as the sight of the enemies in dire distress.”
In this part of world, which was constantly labelled as Dharma Guru and Spiritual Master of world, most of the men and women are just living their life for the sake of living. Many of them don’t know that they are wasting their life in making bank balances, hopping from one job to other, creating progenies and punishing them to live in the nuclear families.
We are chasing our dreams and the biggest nightmare is old age and death. For half of our life, we try to make our career with reading and cramming useless things of academic books, giving job interviews, and for half of other life we spend our life calculating calories in our food and reading about life style related diseases and carrying our near and dear ones to hospital check-ups with an anticipation that after few years, someone will carry us to the doctors.
Anyway, the most celebrated author of Urdu poetry – Mirza Ghalib has written few couplets –
“Unke dekhe se jo aa jaati hai munh pe raunaq…
Wo samajhte hain ki beemaar Ka haal achha hai…”
Which means by seeing my radiant face, my beloved thinks that I am all fine.
The title for this post is dedicated to a Keralite gentleman who becomes a friend on facebook and who dared to asks me dozen times a day – How are you? For his hundredth how are you? I just answered him once that I am fine and blocked him forever so that he could never ask me again and again how are you?
© Sushil Kumar