Happiness
Singh Mansion had everything. Right from Ducati Bikes to BMW and Mercedes cars and even a Ferrari. The immaculate pool, the sprawling lawns, the vivid flowers, made the mansion an impressive place. However, Sukhbir was unhappy. He wanted people around him. He wanted happiness. What was happiness for Sukhbir? Well, it was a question which certainly had an answer, but the answer was not so simple. Living in this lavish house never made him happy. He had all the comfort here, however, that was not something which could cheer him up.
In and around the mansion, he could not find human dwellings. So, every morning he would go out for a walk. On the way, sometimes, he came across street dogs. He gave them food and brought them home. Somehow the dogs were fascinated by the luxury cars. Sukhbir would let them sit there. Sometimes he would take the dogs for a drive. The dogs would mess up the cars. However, that never mattered to Sukhbir. Why? Well, because that made him happy. Not just that, sometimes he would bring some little children who play on the streets. The children would go ga ga over the swimming pool, the lawn, the bikes, the cars. Sukhbir would let the kids swim in the pool. Sometimes there would be mayhem in the mansion, because the kids would fight amongst themselves. To cheer them up and bring them to a truce, Sukhbir sometimes had to take them on long drives in those lush grand cars. The white porsche was the all time favourite car of the kids. They would jump inside the car, scream, yell and eat there. However, the divine smiles of the kids would comfort Sukhbir’s soul.
Well, before coming to this mansion Sukhbir had only one feeling. It was that of hatred. All he knew was anger. However, after spending time here with the children, the street dogs, the cats, his soul would smile with solace. In these 6 months, the happiness he got could not be expressed by words. Though the most expensive cars lost their lustre, though they started stinking, though the pool started resembling a dirty sink, Sukhbir never felt bad. He was happy. In these 6 months he understood what happiness was.
Right after 6 months, he thought, it was high time for him to leave. Although he knew life probably would not be the same anymore, yet, the joy he accumulated in these 6 months was enough for him survive for a lifetime. After packing his bags, he turned around to look at the mansion. The mansion was filled with bits and crumbs of food, dust, the swimming pool had food crumbs and pee all over, the BMW car had dents because the little kids loved jumping in there, the black mercedes became white with scratches. He knew repairing these things would call for a herculean amount of money. However, he was happy. He was happy because the very sight brought serenity to his mind.
Sukhbir left with a mind full of bliss and euphoria. Sukhbir had not received his salary from Raghuveer singh for the past one year. Despite begging, all he heard was, ‘one month more and I will pay you the entire amount’. Sukhbir was a single guy and he used to get food and lodging well. Hence he continued working for Raghuveer. But, now, he had had enough. Raghuveer had asked Sukhbir to stay in the mansion and maintain it well before he arrived from his business meeting. Sukhbir did what he had to. Whatever money Raghuveer owed him, he did not need that now. The Singh Mansion, the cars, the bikes, everything is wrecked and crushed. Sukhbir got what he wanted…a sweet revenge and a peaceful soul.
