The Inevitable Question

What is that makes one truly happy?

Whenever I sat back looking at life, this is one question that I've asked myself over and over. I guess everyone asks this question themselves at one point or the other. So is it a dream house? A dream job? A dream car, perhaps?

I guess, the answer could be all or none. It keeps changing as we grow older. The things that make us happy are harder to come by as we grow older. Probably that’s the great trap of life. The pursuit of happiness is designed in such a way that we are never meant to arrive although there is an impression or a passing thought, that we have, like a dog chasing its own tail.

So what's really the answer to this billion dollar question? Is it just making peace with whatever you got? Or as someone said does the answer lie within? Or is it just out there blowing in the wind? I guess I'll never know.

Or maybe there isn’t such a thing as true happiness at all?

The Times They Are A-Changin'

There is once in a while that you hear a song and get totally swept off your feet by the sheer brilliance of the song writing. I'll bet on that everytime you hear a Bob Dylan song. This particular piece from one of his classics is simply brilliant. Its as relevant in today's brave new world as it was in the rapidly changing 60s.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
You old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get ou of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

A Second Chance

All through our lives the toughest thing has been living up to people's expectations. As a kid it was your parent's expectations to beat the crap out of your classmates in academia. Growing up it was the expectation of your friends to be a true pal. Then parents came weighing in again, pushing you to get a stellar job that they could brag about with their friends. Then it was the girlfriends not wanting you to be like all the other men and so on. The heavier the pressure got, the bigger the magnitude of failure.


All the while, all you ever wanted was someone who would believe in you. Someone who
could have your back and tell you that you could do it.

Nobody is perfect. Everybody makes mistakes. Everybody deserves a second chance. A lucky few get a second chance. But sometimes they just don't see it and let it pass by. In the sober light of the day and after the dust has settled, all they can do is look back in vain.