Elusive Happiness

Voice : What if I told you that I can give you the bliss and happiness that you seek, right this moment? 

Me : Oh I'll take it !

Voice : What if I let you know that you would loose everything you owned, live on the streets and even loose your sight, but as promised you would find that happiness.

Me : I don’t want it. You can keep it.  

Voice : But you have my assurance that you will experience that bliss that you always wanted.

Me : Thank you for the offer. Think I’ll pass.  

Voice : How does it matter what happens to you, as along as you are feeling that everlasting bliss you always wanted ?  

Me : Yeah but…

Voice : … But its not fitting into your idea of happiness ? And what is your idea of happiness ? 

You want to pursue that which you ‘think' will give you happiness. Your very idea of what gives you happiness will keep you away from it. 

When happiness is a state of being and when that is guaranteed to you for the rest of your life, then of what importance is the physical condition ? Why hesitate to take the offer ? How does anything matter when you feel bliss perpetually ? Wouldn't you have found your goal ? 

Since ages I hold the treasure; always ready to hand it over to you, but you hold your own version of the 'treasure hunt'. This keeps you occupied and unfulfilled and you are caught up in a loop. 

And, strange as it sounds, suffering is invited into your life by this very pursuit of happiness. 

Me : So you are ‘the happiness' ? 

Voice : I have to be.

Me : Wouldn’t you help me find that happiness in what I desire ?? I am sure that is easy for you. 

Voice : Do you believe I would ever forsake you ? 

Me : Of course not.

Voice : Then, why would you believe I would let you find happiness in anything other than Me ?

Sometimes, you have to pay the price of being happy - to become the happiest.