Sadness and happiness - what's in between?

What makes one to be happy? Or rather it is a who?

The one who is capable to make us happy is also one who is capable to make us sad.

What can make you happy can make you upset too.

Children can bring us joy but hurt as well. Our spouse, needless the say, echoes the same.

Nevertheless, I find a clear distinction between the two.

That our feelings and love towards our mate could change but NOT towards our children.

No matter what or where they have been, the layer of a parent instinct hardens not the love and that we want to protect them as best as we could.

Happiness is such a big essence in life. And for me, more than ever before.

In the past, I tend to hide my preferences, giving in for others good although inappropriate and suffer in silence. I suppose I am and should be wiser than before - to undone the above.

As such, I am doing my best to live a joyful life and applying the rule of ignorance is bliss where appropriate.

Happiness affects an overall being of a man/woman and eventually affects the other living close to them.

Each of us carry a weight of unhappiness inside us. No one is spared. Because this is simply , a life of human being. We carry such feelings that is born effortlessly.

If you are unhappy, you could do something about it. You choose.

I do know somehow, in order to be happy, you need to taste the hurt and swell to understand the relevance of happiness.

This relevant rendition by highly talented Oscar-winning duo folk whom I am looking forward to hear when possible.

Album: Strict Joy

Artist: Swell Season

Title: Go with Happiness/Fallen from the sky

Year: 2008/2007

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoTzjzZb3pg&feature=related

GO WITH HAPPINESS

Because the heart's a fool
A stranger to the room
Because the love has grown
I had to leave you alone

And if you're gonna go, go with happiness
And if you're gonna go, go with happiness

Because the promise failed
Because we're off the rails
An arrow straight and true
A gift to me from you

And if you're gonna go, go with happiness
And if you're gonna go, go with happiness

Because the heart's a fool
A stranger to the room
And because the love has grown
I had to leave you alone

And if you're gonna go, go with happiness
And if you're gonna go, go with happiness
And if you're gonna go, go with happiness
And if you're gonna go, go with happiness

T-H-A-N-K-S

It's been a year of blogging. In all honesty, I never thought I do so until a July incident and the drama boy budged me.

That events happen for a reason?

This is indeed a 'happening' year. Although illness, unhappy faces and setbacks surface, I am thankful for the many visted places and beautiful moments and souls. It could sound rather stale as a cliche but I have to remind myself over and over again to be grateful. Yes, "thanks / thank you / khob-kun-Ka", simple thanks to folks and ultimately, my Creator despite the non-understanding of events that happen in my journey since my entrance into this cosmos.

Had I not leave home, had it not been a quiet walk , had I not abandon legal profession, had I not succumb to illness, had I not leave ,basically...  I would not have learn that I have a lot in abundance. Don't talk about material, I mean let's get to the real, raw, honest things in life which we often take for granted.

It is when you think you have nothing, you have in abundance. Because you still can feel, think and express in song or in utter silence.

In sickness, I learn that a simple movement of walking and swinging of the hands is not a simple thing to forget.

It sounds simple but when you are deprive to move and swing, it doesn't sound simple anymore.

The recent painful sitting. Without cause but with effect.

It never came to me that sitting , an everyday act , could be a painful thing to do.

The easy forgotten mind, I would have to jot down well everywhere but for those I couldn't , what should I do?

The swell and rashes , sends an inconvenient truth and anxiety over me.

Praying for healing, day and night.

Pray for me.

Although I may not know who you are, but thanks for your prayers.

Pray that I get well.

It's not because I want to live longer, but to minimise the pain
and hurt.

Probably, man's biggest fear is not death, but the torturing, lingering pain and hurt.
I fear dying, not death.

Music, as always never fail to lift me, be it joy or sorrow.
Enjoy these are two of my favourite Bach 's classical pieces which have not lost its touch till today.

G Major Bach's Cello Suite No.1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xUdkXWmxT9I&feature=related

Preclude in C Major
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlAic9aPoqs