{"id":133,"date":"2009-10-31T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-31T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/saritasarvate.com\/article.php?id=94"},"modified":"2009-10-31T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2009-10-31T00:00:00","slug":"the-pursuit-of-happiness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oldweb.saritasarvate.com\/?p=133","title":{"rendered":"The Pursuit of Happiness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>I <\/strong><\/span>have the inalienable right to the pursuit of happiness. At least that is what the United States constitution says. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Have I exercised that right?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I am not sure. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Growing up, I don\u2019t remember my parents telling me to be happy. Happiness was perhaps implied in all the little things they encouraged me to do, like getting good grades, like singing, dancing, playing the <em>lezim<\/em>, and participating in debates. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">But they never told me that the ultimate goal was happiness. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I was a naturally happy child who, nevertheless, loved reading sad books like Sane Guruji\u2019s stories of his mother, who patched up saris to make ends meet. The artist in me responded to melancholy, to human dilemma, to suffering and tragedy. I hadn\u2019t yet known any personal trauma, but poignant movies appealed to me. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Then, ironically, fate gave me something to grieve about. My mother had a nervous breakdown and I became the caretaker in the household. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Still, I was not an unhappy child. I went out with friends, attended parties and movies, rode my bike around town, and laughed loudly at the slightest excuse. Because, happiness, for me back then, was intricately connected to hope. As long as I was working toward a better tomorrow for myself and my family I felt, if not happy, contented. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">For billions of people around the world, that remains the definition of happiness. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">In the West, on the other hand, the psychological state of happiness is cultivated like an art form. Forget about tomorrow is the motto here; live in the moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I, on the other hand, remember feeling guilty if, coming home from a college party, I discovered my mother sitting on the doorstep, rubbing her forehead. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">In my world, duty and obligation trumped the pursuit of personal happiness. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">After I was admitted to IIT and left home for the first time, I felt sad about leaving my ailing mother behind. When word came that my father was having surgery, I packed up and returned home even though I had fallen in love with a young man at the institute. Somewhere along the way, I traded my happiness for someone else\u2019s well being. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">In my marriage, I took care of my two step-daughters, my own two sons, and an unemployed husband until I felt so burdened that I nearly cracked. But I had made a commitment, and put my self-interest aside for my family. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I am not sure if, given a second chance, I would not do the same thing. Sacrificing my life for others was, I believed, my higher purpose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">New age philosophy tells you to do just the opposite, \u201cAsk for what you want,\u201d\u009d \u201cTake care of yourself first,\u201d\u009d are some of the slogans that new agers are constantly bandying about. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">So I wonder, to be or not to be \u2026 happy? <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I am profoundly conflicted about the American ideal of happiness, which seems to me a construct coined by Madison Avenue. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Media-fed Americans seem allergic to pain and suffering. Pressured to appear cheery they turn every moment of grief into, not introspection, but some cause or the other. Yet the pressure to be happy drives millions to drugs, alcohol, violence, and suicide.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Since the financial crisis, the phrase \u201cpursuit of happiness\u201d\u009d has evoked certain connotations in my mind. Did the founding fathers mean happiness in a philosophical and ethereal sense, or was it code for \u201ckeep the capitalist system running by persuading people to buy more goods?\u201d\u009d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">&nbsp;\u201cOnly a life lived for others is a life worthwhile,\u201d\u009d Albert Einstein said. Reading this quote on a poster in my doctor\u2019s office, I nearly burst out laughing. A man who allegedly discredited his wife\u2019s early contributions to the theory of relativity, who is said to have abandoned his family for his secretary, and let his sons languish in mental asylums while preaching morality to the world, was perhaps incapable of noting the irony in these words. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">But I had lived my life according to that dictum; had given my life to making others happy. Why was I not content with that choice?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Perhaps the trouble is that we have too many choices. Our freedom and mobility are canceled out by the enormous stresses we endure in search of that elusive happiness. Wouldn&#8217;t it be better to live in a simpler, less bewildering society in which rules and roles are clearly laid out? <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">What is happiness? Is it having a plasma TV in every room? Is it traveling around in search of a perfect vacation? Is it the model minority dream of having 2.4 kids who win every spelling bee and every academic competition? <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Or is &#8220;All we need is love,&#8221; as the Beatles said?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">\u201cOur great culture helps us rise above all the pettiness in this place,\u201d\u009d one of my Indian-American employees is fond of saying. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">Are Indian Americans happier because of the philosophical underpinnings of their religions? I am not sure. <br \/>With death lurking on the horizon in my middle age, the desire to live an examined life, a conscious life, has intensified. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">I wonder what has caused me greater happiness; giving to others or living for my own pleasures. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">When childless friends of mine pity me for the sacrifices I am still making for my sons, I don\u2019t have the heart to tell them what they are missing. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\">These days I find myself not in pursuit of happiness but rather in pursuit of the meaning of happiness.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have the inalienable right to the pursuit of happiness. At least that is what the United States constitution says. Have I exercised that right? I am not sure. 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