happiness
I was travelling back to Serdang after spending the past few days in JB. Today's weather was very beautiful, the sky was really blue and the clouds spotless white. I just lean on to the seat and with my mp3 player playing, taking in the beautiful sky scene. I recalled the verses of a poem I read before, 'Joy is a butterfly, fluttering low over the earth...'. At that moment, I truly felt happy. It was that one moment, when it seemed that happiness is a puff of cloud floating slowly above the bright blue sky. I have come to believe that there is no such thing as the beginning to happiness. Clinging on to the idea that happiness is an on-going process will only make failure and sorrow harder to accept. For me now, happiness just comes out of the blue, and for that one moment, cherish it.