Hmmm....

We think we have it all figured out.
Have we actually figured out everything?
Are we living a perfect life?
If we are, why aren't we happy every minute of it?
If we aren't, what are we doing about it?

Is perfect life about doing everything perfectly, or is it about enjoying your errors and goof-ups as much as your successes?

We do everything with the ultimate goal of happiness and contentment.But how many of us realise that and tell ourselves that at the start of each day?

As we go along life, we keep focusing on end goals which will make us happy, and forget to enjoy the journey to the goal. We get aggressive, competitive and egoistic. We are all jealous of one another for some reason or the other. We can't even play a game of cards or scrabble without feeling bad about losing, and desperate about winning. We are high-strung 24 by 7. Where will it finally lead us to? A nervous breakdown for missing a goal in a football game? Or suicide for a lay-off?

Isn't there place for everyone in the world? Place enough for all of us to live peacefully, do what we enjoy doing the best? All of us don't want the same things out of life. Then why get into the "dog eat dog" mindset and mental attitude?

The day I finish my PhD, hear the magic words "Congratulations, Dr. Sruthi Muralidharan ", will certainly be one of the happiest days of my life. But that happiness will not be meaningful, if I feel tortured and unhappy for 4 long years of PhD.

Enjoy what you do. If you are not happy doing something, you are probably better off doing something else.