Having born as a human beings we, everyone of us have gone through a lot of emotions in our lifetime. There are pain, sorrows, happiness, sadness in just everything we have gone through. Life is put this way. Work, earn for living, survive and adjust, the pain and the gain, imagination and the truth, the plan that never materialise, the fight for a cause, the thought of making it big and the rat-race for a transient happiness. The search for happiness continues.
Sandwitched between duties, survival and happiness I bet most of us, including me stay confused. Far away from families we live and struggle. The first few years are the most interesting part of anyone's life. New place, new friends, new environment, feeling of Independence which is followed by sense of confidence and vision of great heights. It goes on and there comes a time where we are being treated as a grown ups. Yes.. our voices are heard and our opinions finds a place. Sense of responsibility pitches in and the everlasting search of happiness continues.
It is during this search for happiness that we lose the best part of our life. For us who spend our childhood in the most friendly atmosphere where we can just trust anyone the search for happiness is almost really dificult since we tend to compare just every situations of incident with our paradise Mizoram. While driving on a highway, a person met with an accident, the response here is really different from the place we are. We are different in ever sense, believe it or not. Our minds evolve differently, simple straightforward and helping nature blended with the sense of tlawmngaihna that grew inside us are the gems that we inherit from our forefathers.
The hard facts remains the same. As every other person in this world, we need to earn, forced to live our life in an unfamiliar locations. I must say it is not by choice that we leave our home. Responsibility may be the reason or may be our paradise has not been competitively advanced with the rest of the place. My question here is DOES IT MATTER? Does it matter that our paradise doesn't have much of the BMW's and Mercedes showroom? We are happy there, and the happiness we are searching here far from our paradise is artificial.
Do we often miss the quite night, the cold winter, the full moon night and the church bell that wake you up early in the morning and most of all the feeling of ownership? I do miss every single minute of it. That is what we have always wanted but refused to accept. Being away for 10years from home now, I started developing a strange thoughs of returning back home and start my life a fresh in my Paradise. That is the place I wanted to raise my family, the place I wanted to socialise, the place that I wanted to give something back however small it may be. It is the place that my heart beats for.
How many of us prepare Vaipaden and Bai and actually fill up a bowl to share it with your neighbour? I bet everyone of us in Mizoram has done this. How many of us have done the same thing here? Have you ever helped your neighbours who needs to finish his work or loading a truck full of cubic(stone) who inturns promise you to help clean your terrace or help you plant cabbage the next day? This is called "inlawm" in Mizoram. These are just a small example of the courtesy and a bond we share. The most important question while saying this is, Do we find happiness in doing this? For me I do.
We could have lived our short life as simple as possible. In small towns we search our happiness in small things, In big cities we search our hapiness in Mercedess and BMW's. The ultimate outcome is still the same. Happiness. The choice is yours.
Sandwitched between duties, survival and happiness I bet most of us, including me stay confused. Far away from families we live and struggle. The first few years are the most interesting part of anyone's life. New place, new friends, new environment, feeling of Independence which is followed by sense of confidence and vision of great heights. It goes on and there comes a time where we are being treated as a grown ups. Yes.. our voices are heard and our opinions finds a place. Sense of responsibility pitches in and the everlasting search of happiness continues.
It is during this search for happiness that we lose the best part of our life. For us who spend our childhood in the most friendly atmosphere where we can just trust anyone the search for happiness is almost really dificult since we tend to compare just every situations of incident with our paradise Mizoram. While driving on a highway, a person met with an accident, the response here is really different from the place we are. We are different in ever sense, believe it or not. Our minds evolve differently, simple straightforward and helping nature blended with the sense of tlawmngaihna that grew inside us are the gems that we inherit from our forefathers.
The hard facts remains the same. As every other person in this world, we need to earn, forced to live our life in an unfamiliar locations. I must say it is not by choice that we leave our home. Responsibility may be the reason or may be our paradise has not been competitively advanced with the rest of the place. My question here is DOES IT MATTER? Does it matter that our paradise doesn't have much of the BMW's and Mercedes showroom? We are happy there, and the happiness we are searching here far from our paradise is artificial.
Do we often miss the quite night, the cold winter, the full moon night and the church bell that wake you up early in the morning and most of all the feeling of ownership? I do miss every single minute of it. That is what we have always wanted but refused to accept. Being away for 10years from home now, I started developing a strange thoughs of returning back home and start my life a fresh in my Paradise. That is the place I wanted to raise my family, the place I wanted to socialise, the place that I wanted to give something back however small it may be. It is the place that my heart beats for.
How many of us prepare Vaipaden and Bai and actually fill up a bowl to share it with your neighbour? I bet everyone of us in Mizoram has done this. How many of us have done the same thing here? Have you ever helped your neighbours who needs to finish his work or loading a truck full of cubic(stone) who inturns promise you to help clean your terrace or help you plant cabbage the next day? This is called "inlawm" in Mizoram. These are just a small example of the courtesy and a bond we share. The most important question while saying this is, Do we find happiness in doing this? For me I do.
We could have lived our short life as simple as possible. In small towns we search our happiness in small things, In big cities we search our hapiness in Mercedess and BMW's. The ultimate outcome is still the same. Happiness. The choice is yours.
"The Choice is yours" lai ktak khian Captain Planet min ti hrechhuak :D
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