Recent events have got me pondering about whether one is truly happy or just merely satisfied with one's life. Two people may have very similar lives yet one person may say they are happy, and another, just satisfied. What constitutes towards their different views? Is one of them a hard person to please or is the other simply ignorant?
Let's start with the definition of happiness. Happiness, according to Dictionary.com, is:
1.the quality or state of being happy.
2.good fortune, pleasure, contentment and joy.

All of the above are simple to understand. But let's dig a little deeper, shall we?
And since I'm on the debate of happiness versus satisfaction, let's look into the definition of contentment.
Contentment is defined as, "The state of being contented; satisfaction."
I don't know about you, but I am not convinced that contentment equates to happiness.
Can we honestly say that just because we are content, we are happy?
I could get eat fast food and be content. But happiness would be eating something I love, like Indian food.
Same definitions, completely different feelings.

As we go about our days, in our pre-scheduled, regime centered lives, can we honestly stop, and take comfort in knowing that we are happy? Are we happy doing what we're doing, going where we're going, living our lives, and being one of ...everybody? Or are we merely satisfied that we're "doin' just fine" so we're thus, undeniably "happy?"

Is working your 9-5, eating your Hokien Mee, and meeting the same old poeple you meet everyday making you happy? Is the relationship you're in, whether with yourself or somebody else, giving you joy? Have you ever felt pangs of loneliness, weariness or even emptiness when you're taken away from the hustle and bustle of life?
Are you merely just satisifed with your life or are you truly able to pull yourself out of your perfunctory actions and be able to relax, indulge and savour your happiness? Or is all that you do, a cover up till you find what sets you afire?

Think about it. Then, let me know.

Peace.

A Tribute

Drawing in soft breaths,
I reminisce about the days of yesteryear.
Your soft black shoes,
Slouchy white socks,
And tasteful, timeless melodies.

Dreams abounding,
Innocent and pure.
Praised and humble,
Tall, you stand.
In peace, you lie.

Thank you for your poetry,
Thank you for your inspiration.
Thank you for breaking barriers.
And thank you, for never crumbling.

The hope you've given,
The bars, you've broken.
The tears you've rendered,
And the hearts you've softened.

I'm gonna make a change,
For once in my life.
It's gonna feel real good,
Gonna make a difference.
Gonna make it right.



You've made more than a difference. You've made history. Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson. You will forever live in our hearts as the King of Pop. And you are more than a personality. You are a person. I love you. God Bless you. Peace.