I was once asked if I ever feel anything other than being happy? Why do I always look so carefree and be so positive about things? Do I not get frustrated or vexed over anything in this world? How am I able to cope with so many things and yet end them off so nicely?

Remember about the monk and man story I spoke to you in the previous post? The man asked the monk if life is all about sufferings and nothing else. While the monk reply was that life is not determined by your personal emotions, but time itself. Sacrifices have to be made but which should you let go and make yourself happier at that moment of your life.

If you understand the above paragraph, you will most likely guess the answers for the questions above. But then again, is life really that easy to be satisfied after all? My answer is "Is not easy leading my kind of life..."