Pizza

A Story by Farzin

This is one's about life and how awesome it is. You will know how it relates to pizza if you read it. And the first bit is a true story.

There is one slice of pizza and the two of us. I want the slice, so does my friend. I let my friend have it. I sacrifice- a lovely feeling. She is about to have it when she stops. She tears it off into half and passes me a piece. We share- the loveliest feeling! We share the protein, we share the fat. Most importantly we share the happiness we get from pizza.

It’s not just about pizza, it’s about life. It’s about the delight we get from little things we do in life, little things which mean the world to us. We complain, but I sometimes wonder why. We have everything we need- air, water, food, shelter- everything. We all get our share of sunlight. Why can’t we have our share of happiness that we deserve? Everything cannot be perfect or flawless. Nothing is. But can’t we just overlook them? Can’t we see the better side of everything? What difference would it make if I don’t eat the whole slice? At least I get to know that there is someone who cares about me, someone who loves me.

I smile and people ask, “Why are so happy today?” I ask over, “Why shouldn’t I be?” I look around me and see so many wearisome faces; tired of life, tired of living. Some say, “I wish I could die.” Some even do. They kill themselves. Isn’t it really up to us if we want to be happy? We hardly ever get what we like but can’t we always try to like what we get? It might not make sense but I wish it was like that. I wish I could come back from school and, instead of moaning about homework, say, “I am going to learn a lot today.” I wish I could, for once, just listen to my mom, without underestimating her longing for my betterment. I wish I could spend at least one day without making any cynical remarks. I know I can’t.

Abundant of greed, contempt, jealousy and dissatisfaction in life. “I want more!” a cliche thrown so often by everyone. It bothers them when others are happy. They are never contented with what they have. All this brings a negative perspective towards life. We think life is full of evils. It’s not all that bad. It’s actually the best. I would rather live than die. I have a right to be happy. I want to be happy; not the happiest. I just don’t know how it will come about.