I was always told that happiness is the end game. Every pains and suffering we face today will end. But as a matter of fact, it keeps enlarging. Later, I realized that these sufferings and heartbreaks weren’t actually sufferings and heartbreaks; they were the rules of this game, they were the lesson to keep going.
I was always wrong about everything over and over again and that’s why my life improves. I came to know that the greatest realization is we are always in the process of approaching perfect and happy without actually ever reaching that perfection and happy. Maybe it is because we are too much scared of end points as we fear that when we think we have conquered success or become happy, it will desert us. I was wrong about everything and now I’m accepting all my wrong perception and trying to become less wrong everyday.