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Random Thoughtful Question 4: Does someone need Happiness to live…

This new song Mujhe chod do mere haal pe, Zinda hun yar kaafi hai… (Leave me on my own, I am alive and it’s enough), reminded me of the very quote widely attributed to Keanu Reeves, ‘Other people need happiness to live, but I don't.’

So, what do we need to live. Scientifically we need energy from food to be eaten by mouth (or injected if you are a vegetable), supplied to stomach to be digested into some sluggish thing on one side generating calories and other protein, minerals etc and on the other hand – faecal material (again, if you are not a vegetable); the calories provide energy, minerals, vitamins etc help organs working – like maintaining health of skin, color of nails and tongue, producing adrenaline, testosterone, estrogen and other less sexually needed hormones, helping eyes and brain and ears and other senses sense the emotions and calculate miscalculate the events resulting into sudden outbursts of hormones controlling emotions and turning sane into insane (and vice versa for a minor cases, may be in ppm-people per million), and many other sensory non-sensory things to sit, stand, walk, hike, run…sex, manipulate, reproduce….and also shit!

Then where comes the Happiness? Probably, probably-coz it’s what I think and I haven’t done any survey on it, it’s that Indian masala to our art-movie like lives that separates it from other animal’s or may be vegetables. That means, if you are not Happy – you are a vegetable? 

Well, but we do like vegetables, don’t we?


Manikarnika Ghat, Varanasi
(Don't know why only this pic came in to my mind for this particular post)


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