“But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.”
—Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami
Oft times, we complaint for the unhappiness we have in life, for the misfortune we believe keep being bestowed upon us. Life at that rate seems unfair and annoying. We of course wish to have joy and beauteous smiles like everyone else we aspire to be like. We just can't understand why it seemingly is our fate to be the unlucky ones overtime.
Happiness, might be something very expensive to have. It's like a wild rare flower that is hunted by everyone but available in a very limited stock. You don't know where and when it may bloom and sprout, and how long of time you have so that you can grasp it. Before you know it, the flower has withered and turned rot already, and you lose your moment of lifetime.
