Happiness is a really strange thing. It is difficult to describe, though it is often expressed most simply as a declaration. The following is an attempt to verbally share with you this feeling of happiness.
Happiness is when you wake up in the morning smiling, happy that you made Fajr for the first time without an alarm or your roommate. Happiness is the ability to smile and remain content when your academic career is in shambles, your relationships with your TAs are in need of repair and maybe bribery, when your presentation timeline is several weeks delayed, when your gpa seems like it was half of what you had last year, when you have a logic midterm and two papers to submit in the same week, when you are convinced that there are not enough hours in the day to eat, shower, pray and study. Despite all this, your heart remains peaceful, and you are smiling. You are convinced that you don't need to sleep, and that there's always enough time. Even though it hurts when you laugh, because your chest feels inflammed, and your sinuses are congested, you cannot help but smile at the blessing of being alive, seeing the clouds move from the 21st floor,learning something new. Or at the prospect of a close friend.
Happiness is when you wake up in the morning smiling, happy that you made Fajr for the first time without an alarm or your roommate. Happiness is the ability to smile and remain content when your academic career is in shambles, your relationships with your TAs are in need of repair and maybe bribery, when your presentation timeline is several weeks delayed, when your gpa seems like it was half of what you had last year, when you have a logic midterm and two papers to submit in the same week, when you are convinced that there are not enough hours in the day to eat, shower, pray and study. Despite all this, your heart remains peaceful, and you are smiling. You are convinced that you don't need to sleep, and that there's always enough time. Even though it hurts when you laugh, because your chest feels inflammed, and your sinuses are congested, you cannot help but smile at the blessing of being alive, seeing the clouds move from the 21st floor,learning something new. Or at the prospect of a close friend.
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