Key to happiness!

What is the key to happiness?  This is a question I keep asking myself quite often. At different times I come up with different answers. Sometimes I think being content is the key; some other time I think it is to count your blessings. While both are true, there is one more thing that could stand between you and your happiness….that is Expectation.

We have expectations from people close to us; our parents, siblings, partner, friends and even collegues. We have expectations from ourselves. Our expectations are sometimes realistic sometimes not so realistic.  There is a fine line between being realistic and unrealistic. Not many of us understand it.

All of us do expect something or the other from our loved ones. We believe we are entitled to expect from our dear ones. Parents expect their children to look after them in their old age, they expect their children to marry someone of their choice. Wife expects the husband to take her out every weekend, to take her out on exotic vacations and so on. Irrespective of either big or small relationships come with expectations.

If our loved ones live up to our expectations we are all happy. But what if they don’t? What if they are burdened by our expectations? Do we blame them for the fact that they are unable to live up to the expectations that we have set for them (or ourselves)? Should we be miserable about not meeting expectations or do we have a way out?

I think the ideal thing for us to do is remove expectations out of the equation. Let the people dear to us be loved for who they are and not for what they can give.

“There were two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations” ― Jodi PicoultNineteen Minutes



There are times when we are at the receiving end of hurtful questions and insensitive remarks. How do you deal with such questions and with the people who throw them at you?

  1. You take offense and give a fitting reply.
  2. You are shocked beyond words while you fumble like an idiot.
  3. You choose to ignore the question/remark.

Just yesterday, a lady at the bus stop asked me a rather rude question (the details of which I shall not divulge for obvious reasons). I mumbled a monosyllabic answer. The very fact that I answered her and did not lose my head left me quite surprised; because it is so unlike me.  Perhaps the question left me baffled or it is just that I am more prone to be hurt than be angry.

What makes it worse is the fact is the people asking you such questions mostly do not realize that it could be hurtful. To them they are indulging in a polite conversation. A majority of the people do not see the distinction between prying and polite conversation.

Come to think of it  the best way to deal with these people would be to just ignore them. They are just those unfortunate people whose tiny minds cannot comprehend sensitivity.