Happiness as a Mood

Undoubtedly, the TV show containing the best voiceover quotes of all time is One Tree Hill. I don’t even watch the show but I repeatedly find myself Youtubing the best OTH quotes, there are just so many of them. Yesterday I came across a quote that stuck with me a little bit, so I thought about it more because it just made perfect sense to me.

One of the characters was explaining to his GF that he was thinking about the concept of happiness and a common misconception of it that actually causes less happiness. The way the character explained it was that people always speak of happiness as an end-goal, a destination. We always hear people say that one of their goals in life is to be happy. This happiness could come from having your dream job, financial security, a healthy family, and spiritual peace. The character explained that this is the wrong way to look at the concept of happiness. Life always comes with ups and downs and happiness is never permanent. The more we think about happiness in this way, the more we are setting ourselves up for disappointment because even after we have our family, our income, and our dream car, we’re still gonna feel unhappy every once in a while.

The dude from OTH described it best when he said that “happiness is a mood, not a destination”. We can strive to be happy all we want, but once we get those things that we think will make us happy, we’re still going to feel unhappy at some point in our life. And that’s ok. Just as it is okay to feel hungry every once in a while, it is okay to feel unhappy and miserable sometimes. We need to come to realize that we aren’t always going to be satisfied. Once we come to this realization, we lower our expectations. If anything, anything at all, this might even bring us more happiness. All we have to remember is that it’ll be temporary, and that’s perfectly okay because “happiness is a mood, not a destination.”

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Happiness as a Mood

Pakistani Drama Fever

It’s no surprise that Pakistani dramas have made their way to Netflix. It’s also no surprise that I haven’t left my apartment in days. I never seen a Pakistani drama before this past week, and now I’m completely addicted. This is going to sound like the aunty in me coming out, but here it goes …

I just binge watched Humsafar and Zindagi Gulzar Hai over the last 6 days or so. That’s a little over 40 hours of my life (in the last week). I laid in my bed in front of my television with a cup of chai and cake rusk, it just does not get more aunty than that. I might have lost a shit ton of man points admitting all of this, but I was not bored for a second.

Humsafar was great, it does not get any better than Mahira and Fawad. It also kinda made me realize that extremely innocent people exist and that’s kinda what I need in life, lolz. As good as these dramas are, they’re also extremely stressful and make me want to give the characters a pep talk and perhaps a slap in the face *cough Ashar cough*. Despite me wanting to pull my hair out half the time, these two dramas are definitely worth the watch.

ZGH was dope too. The story is great and the pacing is amazing. In the course of an episode, literally 10 life changing things would occur. I’m now on a mission to find the next drama that will keep me in my bed for the next couple of days. If anyone has any good suggestions, lmk.

Pakistani Drama Fever

Dangal (spoiler alert)

I don’t normally review movies, nor am I a critic, but I thought that a great movie like this deserves a reaction.

Dangal was totally captivating from beginning to end. In some parts, it was a little too dramatic. It was obvious that a true story was twisted a bit to add some dramatization and some scenes from the commonwealth games looked fake. You have to keep in mind that it IS Bollywood (LOL). Overall the movie was heartwarming, motivational, and wholly entertaining. Nothing was more impressive than Aamir Khan, who never lets us forget that he just might be the greatest Bollywood actor of all time (I might be a little biased). Part of the greatness of the movie was the fact that it was also produced by Aamir Khan Productions, a production company that hasn’t disappointed us yet. I urge you to watch the Aamir Khan body transformation video to see how much work went into his character in Dangal. When you are as dedicated to your work as Aamir is, you’d go unimaginable lengths to make your character seem as realistic as possible. Aamir could have just as easily put on a body suit to make his character appear fat, but no, he went the whole nine yards and ACTUALLY gained all that weight to play his character. ON TOP OF THAT, he went another nine yards to lose all that weight and become the FITTEST I’ve ever seen him to shoot the scenes from the beginning of the movie. If that isn’t impressive, I don’t know what is.

Aside from Aamir, the best part of the movie was the message. The moral of the story was that you shouldn’t forget where you came from and who brought you there. This message resonated with me particularly. As I am so close to actually beginning my career, my head could be filled with arrogance and a feeling that I brought myself this far. This couldn’t be further from the truth. If I have to owe it all to somebody (after God of course), it would have to be my parents. It’s not even that my parents taught me everything I know, but I am a product of their upbringing and this is the sole reason on why I came this far. In the movie, the eldest sister forgets that her father made her into a great wrestler and she feels as if she doesn’t need him anymore. This was the beginning of her downfall. Only after she realizes that it was her father who had gotten her that far is when she gets her biggest win in her wrestling career. Overall, the message was great.

The last thing that makes the movie great was the punjabi. Because punjab is the best.

I might write more reviews of movies because I have no life and watch so many of them.

Dangal (spoiler alert)

F Marriage Talks

All this marriage talk has got my head spinning. It seems everyone around me has been getting engaged or married. I guess it’s come to that point. When I was younger I knew the time was coming where I was going to start seeing all my friends get married. But never in a million years did I think that it would have started at 23. Even when I was 17, I thought that this phenomenon would start around my late twenties. How the hell did 23 become THAT year for me? This is ridiculous. I feel old AF and a little TOO young at the same damn time. The reality is that it’s finally time to accept the fact that it’s only gonna get worse. I’m gonna be losing a lot of friends, and family, to a significant other. I’m just gonna have to come to grips with the fact that it freaking sucks. My singleness doesn’t make the situation any better. Actually, if anything, it makes it all a million times worse. The more matches being lit, the greater the pressure is for losers like me to find someone.

I’m at the point where I kinda feel like I should start looking, but at the same time, screw it. I have a lot on my plate as it is. I have goals that are more important to me than anything. Sometimes I feel like having someone might just slow down my vision. But at the same time, the loneliness sucks. I hated coming home this winter break. I already knew what the conversations of every day would consist of in my house. My parents can’t last a day without speaking about me getting married and I absolutely hate it. I’m a 23 year old male, I have time, I’m not gonna be single forever (hopefully). The marriage talks literally make me want to just stay in Atlanta and never come back home. It’s so funny how fed up I’ve gotten to the point where I jokingly threat that I’m gonna just get married to a white girl without even telling my mom and she’ll just find out about it when we pop out a kid.

I just might follow through.

 

F Marriage Talks

Labels

Why is it that when one seems confident about themselves in one aspect or another, people begin to say that said person thinks their shit doesn’t stink? However, if said person lacks confidence entirely, they’re seen as an awkward mess. So either you’re cocky or an awkward mess. There’s no in-between. We’re trapped in a society that is quick to put a label on anything and everything. What I’ve noticed is that the labels that we give someone or something are never neutral. Labels are always one extreme or the other. It’s as if things can only be at either end of the spectrum, but there’s no balance in between. Amongst these labels, a few labels that I hate are “liberal” v. “conservative”, no one ever discusses “moderates”. Another set of labels that bothers me is “introverted” v. “extroverted”, why is it always either/or?

I think that the reason why we’re so quick to smack something with a label is our desire for their to always be an explanation for something. We always feel the desire for an answer to a question. We always need a name for a phenomenon. Nothing can ever exist if their isn’t a name for it. So even if something falls in the middle, lets round up or round down because we aren’t comfortable with coming up with another name for what is inherently neutral.

Labels

It’s weird.

I have really struggled to understand something lately. I have a hard time figuring out the clash between desi boys and girls, particularly Muslims. It’s almost as if it’s a never ending constant war of each side pointing a finger at the other and calling them the spawn of satan. I’ve heard countless boys call girls sluts and shaming them for the way they dress and the way they interact with males. If any particular group lacks respect for women, I would go so far as to say that group is desi boys. But on the other hand, girls are not free from blame either. It just seems that brown boys are all devils in the eyes of desi females. I just don’t get it. What makes desi girls think that they have this special ability to be able to read through the intentions of every desi boy on this planet? It’s clear that desi girls don’t trust desi boys. I understand part of that distrust, but I don’t get why such large assumptions and generalizations are made? We already have enough people outside of our race and religion who have made such large assumptions and used such broad labels against us, we don’t need people within our race doing it to us as well.

It’s weird.

It’s weird.