Well-being and Happiness: Week 25 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

If wealth would have been synonymous with being well, wealthy people may have lived much longer than many of us mere mortals.  Though in general it is true that wealthy people do live longer, we do hear about super rich people dying early, many suffering from incurable diseases. Living longer does not automatically translate to living a happy life. I had the good fortune to meet a few people who had a very long and happy life.  In all those people, I saw a common thread.  Their wants were less, they had learnt more to give than to take and they were always glad to share their happiness with others. They all cared about others.  Talking to them, I never heard them complain about life.  They all had a positive attitude towards life and looked forward to tomorrow.

I am convinced in my mind that well-being and happiness is  a state of mind than external factors like wealth and health.  For sure good health has an impact on one’s well-being. However I had met people who were terminally ill but radiating warmth and a sense of well-being, as if they had accepted the final verdict and decided to go out with a smile on their face. These were people who wouldn’t not complain about their suffering but would rather inquire about the health of their visitors.  So good health, though a major factor for one’s well-being, is not the sole criteria for well-being and happiness.

As part of week twenty five of  my fifty two weeks journey with “W”, my sojourn today will be writing a poem starting with “Well-being”. Here is to wishing all my dear readers a life of well-being and happiness, I bid adieu till next Wednesday.


This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-July-20-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings

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Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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