Jass has been very unhappy with her life. She blamed it all on others instead on herself although she feels guilty inside for not being happy. She tried to be happy most of the time, but there's always something or the other that makes her unhappy again. It could be anything. From work, to people she just met, to things that she is not doing. Nothing in her life makes her happy, nothing makes her satisfied. She is always hoping for God to appear in front of her and tell her what's wrong with her, to tell her what lies ahead of her and how to be happy. Tired and desperate, her last attempt was to completely surrender to the Divine.
One day she was woken up by an elephant-headed-body-of-a-child personality. He took her hands and when he opened her room door, instead of looking out to another hall, it was a beautiful garden. He skipped and danced around the garden, smelling all the fragrant flowers and rolling on the green grass. He climbed a mango tree and plucked a ripe mango and gave it to Jass. He took Jass' hands and danced with her, make her swirl in delight, turning round and round and looking towards the blue sky, she remembers her childhood days.
Jass accidentally dropped her mango and the mango disappeared and Jass became upset immediately. Blaming on her own carelessness and feeling sorry for losing a present, she stopped dancing and starred at the place where the mango disappeared, frowning to herself. She decided that there's no point dancing around anymore and just want to go home, having predicted that she is going to have a bad day ahead after this small incident.
The elephant-headed child looked at her and smiled. He says to her, "Don't be unhappy. There are many more mangoes up that tree. Forget about the one you lost. Let's just play." The elephant-headed child just skipped and continue his dancing. Jass looked at the child and tears welled up in her eyes. If only she could be like him, so innocent and full of wisdom. If only she could look at her life in that aspect and not fret about every single things in life. Happiness would come to her. She thought to herself, if only.
Jass accidentally dropped her mango and the mango disappeared and Jass became upset immediately. Blaming on her own carelessness and feeling sorry for losing a present, she stopped dancing and starred at the place where the mango disappeared, frowning to herself. She decided that there's no point dancing around anymore and just want to go home, having predicted that she is going to have a bad day ahead after this small incident.
The elephant-headed child looked at her and smiled. He says to her, "Don't be unhappy. There are many more mangoes up that tree. Forget about the one you lost. Let's just play." The elephant-headed child just skipped and continue his dancing. Jass looked at the child and tears welled up in her eyes. If only she could be like him, so innocent and full of wisdom. If only she could look at her life in that aspect and not fret about every single things in life. Happiness would come to her. She thought to herself, if only.
Suddenly she was back in her own house. Lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. It was pitch dark as it was still night time. Jass went back to sleep with remnants of the dream lingering.
Jass woke up and it was Tuesday. She went to work and went on with her routine. She noticed that she was behaving a bit differently compared to the other days. She was paying attention to her surrounding, to trees and flowers, to the birds chirping and warmth of the sun. She closed her eyes as she let the sun touched her face and remembering the elephant-headed child dancing in joy. She smiled to herself and enjoying the present moment and appreciating the little things in life. She realises the importance of being in the present and to appreciate every single thing in her life. That is the basis of happiness.
To be continue...
P/S: Please forgive me for all any grammar mistakes. I am not very good in writing. This story is purely a fiction and any incidences that relate to real life is purely coincidental.
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