May I Get The Reward I Deserve

May I Get The Reward I Deserve
Sounds of life reverberated across the horizon and filtered through the window of my room to my ears. There was a typical sound of a bugle of defeat ingrained in everything that made a sound that night. I had lost one of the most important battles of my life, and I was now destined to be a warrior for quite a long time. a longer and murkier battle awaited me despite my having won many battles of life. I have a vague idea of the future destined for me, a hazy sketch had been drawn before me by a soothsayer, and although I don’t advocate prophecies, events have fallen into place like the different and yet congruent pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

The picture formed by the puzzle is beautiful and quite good, but I have to do my best to make the final picture all the more beautiful. There can  never be an end to the extent to which the final picture can be beautified. There is certainly no end to the number of ways in which different colours from the palette of life can be mixed to give some of the most beautiful colours.

This is probably why most of us spend quite a bit of our lives in trying to make our lives good, better and best. It is only that some of our efforts tend to bring in elements of unhappiness and sorrow in our lives. None of work to bring sorrow and grief into our lives, but this happens by itself. They walk into our lives one fine day whether we like it or not. Happiness is never known to walk along a  straight road. We tend to make all efforts to be happy, but some of our efforts backfire, and we end up with sorrow.

This doesn’t mean one must not make any efforts to be happy in life. It is a gamble everyone has to play with life. Everyone has to move towards happiness in one’s own way, but not everyone is destined to   knock the doors of happiness, and very few are allowed an entry into the quarters occupied by happiness. Everyone knows of this theorem, and yet everyone does one’s best to get the most happiness in life. Some of us do find it in a considerable quantity. Those who do are quite lucky, and those  who get all the happiness they were out for even more lucky. But no one ends up with discovering all that one was out for.

There is always a certain amount of dissatisfaction ingrained in the final results one gets after making efforts to get success and happiness.  No one gets all that was involved in the bargain. Whatever happiness one does get lasts for only a short while. It fades away in a few moments, only to be replaced by the dissonance of not being able to touch another higher target.  It is so exasperating that many of us wonder if the efforts we made for success and happiness were really worth all that we got because they last for only a sort while.

Though the satisfaction of having struck gold at having discovered the door to happiness is only momentary, yet all of us work for it. Having reached the door, we make all possible efforts to open it. If it doesn’t open, there is always a great amount of frustration and exasperation involved, but at the end of the day, all of us manage to creep through the doors to a world of happiness.

 Another closed door appears right at the point the open door terminates. There is a tendency to push open all doors to happiness in life. We do our best to open all doors to happiness, and quite a few do open all doors before us if only for a short while. After all, all of us want to be happy, if only for a short while. All of us want to keep all  doors to happiness open for a long time, although the hinges seem to be fitted with springs that tend to close doors to happiness as soon as they open.

Doors to happiness don’t like everyone, and don’t allow everyone to enter their portals although everyone does manage to peek through some crevices in doors. Whatever they see makes them wish for a broader view  of the scene than what they witnessed through the crack. They do all they can to broaden the crevice in the door; many people are rewarded with a comprehensive view of the happy scene within, while many have to be satisfied with only a small glimpse of it.

At the end of the day, everyone gets to see what lies in paradise, and everyone tends to make efforts for being in paradise. It is a paradox that although everyone gets rewarded in a manner proportionate to the efforts one has made to get to the doors of happiness, there is always a sense of being cheated. None of us gets all the happiness we were out for, although all of us did our best to get it. Those of us who do get some amount of happiness tend to be distracted towards a greater reward. Not everyone deserves the reward that is greater than what we got, but all of us work for getting it in one form or the other.

May my efforts to get the reward I was out for be rewarded in a manner which is proportionate to the efforts I put in to get it.