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IT ISN'T WHERE YOU'RE LOOKING FOR IT.


We're humans, and no matter how much we might disagree or not admit, but we're always looking for happiness. It could be in the nature, it can be in books, my friends find it in food. We find it in people, in animals and in countless little things. I find it in my friends and music. Or is it just temporary happiness we're seeking?
I think we need to honestly introspect a little. Count to ten and think about it. Think about ourselves and understand that we all have it inside. All the happiness we seek. It's now a known fact that nothing lasts forever. That people come and go and that materialistic things can't make you truly happy. We might have all the things in the world and not be happy, truly. Only when we know ourselves and accept it, only when we grow for ourselves and not because we have been asked to, when we are optimistic and when we have faith is when we come closer to seeking true happiness. It isn't outside, it is in us. Always.

We never fail to think that ours is the biggest problem. But I feel one should just try listening to others. Everyone has a struggle. And when we help others go through bad times, is when we might realise that maybe, just maybe our situation wasn't as bad as we thought it was. Maybe, things happen in a certain way for a reason and it's best to let it flow. Even on your worst days, you are okay.
It is a beautiful feeling to feel content. To feel actually happy. Give it a shot, maybe?

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