Matter of Happiness
Traveling into depths of my solitude, I realize value of happiness
Sometimes wonder how valuable happiness in our lives is
Is it ultimate reality of life which is hidden from all of us?
Am I happy, are we all happy? I begin a search for an answer
In society, among friends, among strangers, everywhere.
When I come out of the self, I gather that
I am not alone in this wanderlust, each one is searching
Though each one has a different perspective or circumstance
Yet the target, of everyone’s journey, strangely, is same
To achieve ‘happiness’ of some kind at the end of each journey.
I feel a strange calmness in me, at this realisation
So much so that I do not find anybody a stranger anymore
All seem to be fellow travellers, trying to reach at same target
Each in his own way, in one’s own context, in one’s place
Yet this calmness evaporates fast when I see that unhappiness persists.
Is our happiness transient and our wanderlust permanent?
Date: 11.8.2014
Mohan Chutani
Contest: Wanderlust
Form: Free verse (16 lines)
Now submitted for PDA's free verse contest on 17.10.2020
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