This morning I was talking to one of my friends, and she sent me a part of a book that she is reading, it was about that we must be the master of our moods, and to be happy or not is simply our choice, so then all these question kept running to my head, can we be as happy as we want to? Can we still have happiness even when all the circumstances are standing against us? What is the pursuit of happiness? Am I actually the master of my moods? Then I remembered a story that I have read once, a very inspirational story that I’m going to share with you, because through this story I came to realize the meaning of the pursuit of happiness.
The story begins where two old men, both seriously ill, are staying in the same hospital room; one man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour to drain the fluids from his lungs, and his bed was next to the window, while the other man is in the other side and he had to spend all the day flat on his back.
They talked about everything for hours, they talked about their wives, their families, their children, they talked about almost everything, and every afternoon when the man next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing the view for his roommate, he talks about all the pretty things that he sees outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by the activity and the colors of the outside world, the window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats, lovers walked arm in arm, amid flowers of every color of the rainbow, grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
Until one day the other man starts thinking, why he wasn’t to see this marvelous view instead of hearing about it everyday, that wasn’t unfair he thought, and this envy kept growing in his heart day by day, and then on night the man next to the window starts coughing and he couldn’t reach the button to call the nurse, while the other man did nothing to help him, when he could push his button and the nurse will come in less than five minutes, then the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing.
The next morning the nurse came to check on them, and she found the lifeless body lying there, then after they took his body away with all the sadness, it seemed appropriate for the man to ask for his place, the nurse happily agreed to move him for the bed next to the window, and after she was sure he was comfortable there, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself, he turned to look to the window beside the bed, it faced a blank wall.
The moral of this story is that the pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice, it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express, it is not a gift that will be delivered to our doorstep each morning, for no matter how hard were the circumstances, and no matter how many obstacles are standing in our way, we still have the power to look at it in our own positive view, and only then we would have the everlasting joy that we always dream of.