Happiness TodayA Story by Fahmida MehreenSelf reflectionHappiness is overstated. In a tech-based world, today we
sit at a corner in our rooms and know what our friends are doing all the way
across the world. We may also be able to see cheeky photos and fun filled
activities of their family members: people who we may have never met. Yet, we
“react” to those photos with love and wows and anger and so on. Same happens
vice versa. Family and friends who we have not been able to talk to for what
may seem like ages now, send very expressive and on-the-spot digitized messages
to share their emotions. Once in a while, on some happy moments we receive
messages and greetings. Happy and happening photos and updates never fail to grab attention. Life changing events like getting a new job in Big somewhere, moving
to a new country or city, getting into a good university, getting married, or
buying a new dog: all sells hot! What is to ponder upon is that,
while hitting a wow on someone’s photo, is the person actually feeling wowed?
The person may have had a really tough day at work. Her boss was acting
hormonal and made her go through the rough roads. She missed her lunch. Her mom
was calling her but she did not have the respite to answer it. Her cousins were
messaging on social messenger while planning another cousin’s bridal shower but
she did not have the luxury of following up. Her long time crush at work hooked up with a new girl at work. Heartbreak. On top of all these, her energy was eaten with hours of traffic on her way back home. She returned home, dead tired, with no feeling even
to feed her growling stomach. All she could manage to do, was to freshen up and
fall back on her couch with her smart phone in hand. That is a fad, whatsoever.
Smart devices all the time. Within a few seconds of browsing, she came across a
photo of her friend having dinner in a cozy rooftop restaurant with some other
folks who she did not recognize. Her friend, looking nice under bright light in
silky satin attire, with a fine touch of make-up, and signature neckpiece,
possibly jade. Such visual demonstration needlessly calls for a wow,
particularly from an old mate. Doesn’t matter when was the last time they had
met in person, but they are updated about each other’s activities through
social media all the time. Thus, the reaction. On the other side, the person in
a beautiful silky satin dress and jade and Mac: does her picture with a smile
on her really say what she was exactly going through? Her morning started with a
nasty fight with her husband. Apparently they have not been on talking terms all
day. These are sequels of everyday fights which they have been having for
months now. But nonetheless, till date it has never reached social media(!). On
top of that, she has been feeling weak from menstruation. Her body is acting
weird. Her kitchen came down in a mess because her house-help decided not to
show up out of the blue. Her sister called and kept on insisting to join them for a mutual friend’s farewell. She has been trying to get in touch with her husband
to ask him to pick the kids from school but he seems to be unavailable. Thus, she got herself to do the job. At such
times, uncountable disturbing thoughts loiter on the surface of her mind: is her husband cheating
on her? Is he planning a divorce? Is he hiding something? Was the whole love affair a mistake? Nonetheless, at the end
of the day her husband comes home and they somewhat come into the consensus to
attend the farewell dinner. Having said so, the best way to hide the day's misery and
the excruciating inner pain was the signature satin dress and everything else
to go with it. Not to mention a smile, a the biggest façade. Now, neither did her misery reach
the social media nor did the frustration of her friend’s. Yet, looking at her
smiling photo her friend reacted with a virtual wow. The point remains that how can a
person honestly feel wowed simply by a visual demonstration of a friend’s
picture perfect evening? How can someone
after such a demanding day possibly wow at someone else’s classy amusement? How
can a negative feeling not strike even subconsciously? How can her own
gloominess not hit her more fiercely? How can she savor her cold pre-cooked
spaghetti, the only food she had managed to prepare while virtually witnessing
the exquisite rooftop dinner? Even for what lies on the other
side of the picture: who would be kind enough to actually know what that fellow
had endured all day, or for days? Who would genuinely have her back and
understand the real melancholy rather than the showy cheerfulness? Who would
come and lovingly hug her and listen to her and not just hit a wow or love on
her photo? Who would not believe the lie on the “newsfeed” and want to know the
real story? I suppose these are tough questions to answer when we believe by heart and soul that, "The world is a stage." Happiness is overstated. Misunderstood. And, judged. © 2017 Fahmida MehreenReviews
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