"The Pursuit of Happiness."
There is something irrevocably wrong about this quote that we are all so familiar with. The term - pursuit - implies that happiness is something that we will arrive at sooner or later. That it is waiting for us at the end of a journey. But we still find ourselves often unhappy despite trying our utmost best to "pursue" it, exactly because we are getting the fundamentals of this concept wrong right from the beginning. It is ingrained into our system that happiness awaits for us at the finishing line. But what if life is not a linear form of existence? Where, then, exactly is the start point or better still, the end point?
Because our minds are socially engineered into believing that life is a race, there will also be those who believes that happiness is right at the top rung of the social ladder. In the end, however, all you are surrounded by are simply your achievements, accolades, titles and wealth - things that we often mistake as the purest form of happiness. But what if happiness is not about a race? What if, instead, it is something that has always been around us, present around us, in the journey that we travel every single day?
I took to the streets of Singapore to ask how strangers defined happiness. Here is what they had to say:
After talking to all of them, it forces me to think about my own happiness in life too.
If you had asked me, I would say that happiness is not about finishing the race called Life, it is all about living the Life.
Credits to: Md Hanis (Lighting Assistant)
Edited by Rachel Yeoh.