A pen is writing a history every moment; on the contrary, six feet height man is struggling. When the pen can write the words of its desire, I think it is enough to ignite the spark within us to create the life of our desires. We keep on pondering about a miracle to happen. I do not know why we forget that miracle in the form of life has already happened to us. The only part left is to enjoy it. It is on to us whether we count life as cacophony or compose a melody out of it. People will come to you to share their worries, stress, struggle, and fear. Nobody will come to tell you life is melodious enjoy it. You have to create your melody.
I give you a trick
It is as simple as that. This way, life, and happiness begin.
Do not measure your happiness with the weight of money, name, and fame because they are bi-products of ‘happiness.’ Let us create the rut of happiness by writing the life of our desire with a smile and dancing.
Remember, vibrations that develop inside the body create history; on the other side, things that grow outside the body generate mystery.
|| Be Happy Always ||