Hello again, this is another curious story. A story of Old Man Lived in the Village, a grumpy old man who lived in a secluded village in Taiping, Perak.
He believed he was one of the most unfortunate people in the world. Granted that he never actually travelled the world to make such a bold claim. But that’s what he thinks. And a human mind is a powerful tool since he believes in his statement, his statement became his reality. That’s why he’s grumpy, that’s why he’s always in a bad mode.
The whole community was tired of him, he was always grumpy, gloomy and foul-mouthed. He keeps on complaining about his self-professed bad luck. It’s like his personal brand.
The older he gets, the worse he gets. His words were genuinely hurtful to those around him. Hence, people started to avoid him. There are even rumours that his misfortune might be contagious.
Some even said that he was the one who made up that rumours. Well, that’s part of this story that will always be a mystery.
But being Malays, most of the time, the villagers just said Salam, smile, and walk away.
But something odd happens one day, something miraculous.
When he turned 80 years old, everybody started hearing a new rumour, a curious one. This rumour spread like wildfire engulfing the whole village. The rumour said that,
“The old man was finally happy! He doesn’t complaint, he smiles and he looks genuinely at peace.”
Naturally, the whole village took notice and gathered together.
“What happened to you?”
The once grumpy old man said,
“Nothing special. Eighty years I’ve been chasing happiness, and it was useless. And then I decided to live without happiness and just enjoy life. That’s why I’m happy now.”
Moral of the story:
Happiness is like a button. We just have to switch it on.
Happiness is one of my favourite reading subjects. Here’s my current favourite.