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#MondayMusings - A handful of joys.

                 Their tiny fingers entwined in each other's, they walk bare feet on the street, clothed in tatters that barely cover their tender bodies. They giggle at their jokes and  shyly look away when they learn they are being observed!
           These urchins - with their sparkling eyes and tinkling laughter - have been blessed with a life that has so little to offer in terms of the materialistic happiness that we seek all our life. Yet, they seem contented in whatever little  they possess. That old car tyre that goes rolling by as they prod it with a stick, the crooked tin can, filled with pebbles, making the jingling sound when dragged by a rope, that broken plastic bangle that fascinates them, as if it were a diamond bauble! Oh, the pleasure they derive from these seemingly insignificant objects; objects which fill their abject little worlds with countless moments of happiness!
       Will we - the blessed ones - ever find that happiness, in spite of being bathed in all the luxuries the world has to offer? I so doubt. Money really can't buy you happiness. Not even a handful of it.
       
     



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  1. Touching and thoughtful post with a tinge of sadness. I can't help picturing those poor homeless street kids who take delight in the moment and enjoy life despite their situation. Poor little kids. And yet that's all they're used to I suppose.

    So true that it's all relative and all a matter of perspective. Money doesn't buy happiness and can create a lot of unhappiness as it makes people selfish and driven to acquire more possessions they don't need.

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    1. Well said, Cat! I wish we could live as contented and happy lives as those kids.

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  2. It's touching how they get joy from such simple things in life, walking together and giggling. I am in awe of their innocence and they teaches us not that glitter is gold but inward happiness is.

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    1. You are right,Vishal. It is inner happiness that is the true happiness, not the one that we gain from materialistic things. But, do we understand that? :)

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  3. Absolutely... But knowing that also we can't let go of the materialistic possessions no? I guess we can try and not complain so much and derive pleasure from the simple things in life!

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    1. Right, Nabanita. We ought to concentrate on simple things for our happiness. Hey, you know, I just remembered a dialogue from an old movie, "It is so simple to be happy, but so difficult to be simple!" That is how we are!

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  4. I too have had similar thoughts seeing these street urchins...wonder how they are so happy with small things even in the midst of abject poverty! Food for thought...we can certainly do with much less in life, but how often do we really think that way?!

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  5. We rarely think that way, Esha! Maybe because we are so used to a life full of things that carry a price tag, or rather, happiness that comes with a price tag!

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  6. Shilpa, you are a sensitive soul, don't ever change :) This is such a sweet post, thanks for sharing. BTW I love your sketches too.

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  7. Rightly said, Shilpa. Money can't buy happiness. But honestly, nothing and no one can make us happy. It is not an external thing at all. Only we hold the key to our own happiness. Don't you think?

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    1. You are right, Shantala! I only wish we all knew this answer to our forever search for happiness!

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  8. looks like, the more we search, the further happiness runs...this is sweet and soul touching

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