Happy Somethings

In reel life, the life on TV, in theatres, there are always endings. Happy, sad, not so good not so bad, but always endings. For real people, there are no endings. A beginning once in a while but other than that life goes on with up and downs, with changes. The bursts of happiness with which our lives become alive, I am glad they are not endings, they really are “Happy Somethings”.

The reel stories with happy endings are the most adorable. You watch a sit com, follow the lives of the characters. Sometime later a bond is formed. You identify with them, their pains, their problems, their love, their happy somethings, their moments of change, their calling, actually their lives. When it draws to close with a happy ending that is huge, big and great, that is going to change their lives forever with contentment, satisfaction and happiness in the backdrop, it compels you to feel, after all the struggles and problems, why, in my life, can’t there come a happy something (coz I really don’t wish it to be an ending) which is like a huge bubble so that when it will burst, it will cover my complete remaining life.

On second thoughts, I can’t say I am glad but it’s a thing to rejoice that a single happy something does not stretch over complete life because if that would happen it will be very difficult to appreciate the real meaning of happiness.

May be that’s why reel life isn’t real.