Happiness?

As a Child When I was asked
“ Are you Happy?”
I had thought…
…Papa brought sweets for me
Mother forgave my misadventures,
Sisters did my home work, dressed me up
Combed my hair,
and sent me out to play
And I had answered, “ Yes, I am Happy’.

As an adolescent when I was asked
“ Are you Happy?”
I was excited…
..Lots of freedom to wander around,
Someone special who felt concerned
Lots of dreams in my gleaming eyes,
A few handshakes with success
Everything looked fine ,
So I had said , “Yes I am Happy”.

As an adult When I was asked
“ Are you Happy?”
I had wondered…
..All those fake friends around
Invisible stabbings at my back
Most people indifferent
Perpetually weakening social fiber,
Unreal faces , false smiles,
I got confused and didn’t answer

After many years in to adulthood
Today when I am asked
“ Are you Happy?”
I don’t have to think
For, now I know Happiness lies inside me
It’s accepting contradictions with humility
It’s my positive reactions to things around,
It's a way to live,
It’s purely my own state of mind

I answer, “Yes, I am truly Happy.”

And I know I am. And it’s here to stay………