the happiness index

We work.
All the time.
If we are not at office, we work on the phone, the laptop, the ipad or whatever else.
If we are not on one of these gadgets, our mind is at work.
All this for what, remuneration?

Remuneration.
Cash. Money. Green. Dough. Bacon. The big bucks.
The big bucks that buy us the big goods that are supposed to bring us the.... BIG HAPPINESS.
Consumerism plagues our country.
Packaging unnecessary wants as important needs.
Selling us brands, aspiring us to be richer and richer to buy more and more.
While, not allowing us to realize our true, latent desires.

Desires.
Small, simple moments of pure joy is all I hope for.
A walk by a gorgeous lake on a beautiful day.
(A lake that doesn't smell and has been maintained well for public use.)
A nap on a the green grass in a park somewhere with the husband on a Sunday evening.
(A park that isn't full of leering men who might pass comments or do worse )
A drive to a beautiful waterfall where I could dip my feet in and just dream.
(A drive that isn't made impractical and dangerous due to bad roads, rash driving and distance)
A weekend spent learning something new at a part-time class down at the local university.
( A weekend that isn't always the same - drinking, eating and drinking some more)

I live in Hyderabad.
And I don't see many options to fulfill my desires.
Its either not easy, convenient or affordable.
I miss living abroad.
Work pays more there.
The remuneration is life, truly lived.