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Looking for something to Look for!

“What is that one thing that you are looking for from life?”

She asked him, hoping to find her own answer to the question that had been bothering her for quite some time. Seeking, searching, trying to find, in those long hours that she spent with herself, she could not find an answer. Or, perhaps, she found too many of them!

For a while she was convinced it was Love. Yes, Love it is! Everyone needs it. So does she. It is the most powerful emotion in the world. A state of mind that has the ability to change the universe. It manifests itself in innumerable ways. Envy, when the love for that one person becomes overbearing and surpasses the clear vision of looking at people for who they are. Happiness, that feeling of exuberance that we get when we know that someone has touched our life and we have touched theirs. Yes, it has to be Love that she is looking for! Love is… Yes, she doesn’t know what Love is! And, how can she be looking for something that she does not know about!

God, her parents told her. Yes, that’s true. She should be looking for God. No one knows who God is, so it makes sense that they are looking for him/her/it! Yes, she doesn’t know if It’s there. And, if It’s there, where exactly should she look for It. Besides, how exactly could she be trying to find something that she doesn’t even know exists!

All her travails made her unhappy with herself. Everyone was looking for something and they were happy looking for that something. So she went along being unhappy with herself and the world and everyone around her because they were all happy and she was not! Just when she was about submerge herself in that sorrow, she decided what she was looking for! So, now she was looking for Happiness.

Did she know what it meant? Did she know where she would find it? Did she know how it would look like? How it would make her feel? Did she know anything at all about happiness? No, but she didn’t really care. It was all a part of finding Happiness. What she did know that she was Happy when she was smiling. So, it all came down to looking for smiles. Not just her own, but smiles all around her. Most often, she found those smiles. A hundred each day. On days, that she found less, she gave hers to those who she thought needed it! And, so she went about looking for smiles. It kept her occupied. It kept her happy.

She soon realized that there was no point “looking for happiness” outside of herself. Her own actions were responsible for her happiness. On the gloomiest of days she had been happy because she had seen a hundred smiles. And the most normal days had been pathetic when trying to find smiles seemed just impossible. On those days, it was the mirror that came to her rescue. She gave her own smile to herself. And, that was all that was needed.

So, now she was convinced she couldn't look for happiness outside herself. Back to the same point where she started, she was again looking for something to look for. And, so she asked him this question. Everyone had an answer that made her just feel miserable about herself. But, all that he said was “Nothing”. And that’s when she knew what she was looking for!
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  1. Unknown5 May 2011 at 14:04

    I learnt something today. :)

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  2. christopherdossantos3@gmail.com5 May 2011 at 14:50

    Namaste sister, very enjoyable post. Thank you for sharing.

    In Lak' ech, love is all there is...

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  3. Bani6 May 2011 at 03:15

    *smiles* the smile which you understand... and smile back =)

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  4. Aks6 May 2011 at 04:34

    Varevarao: You learnt something, eh? Please do enlighten us! :D

    Christopher: I am glad you liked the post! Just a random meandering of thoughts. :)

    Bani: *smiles*

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