Happiness and Grief are sisters.
Initially i wasn’t to sure about what the line really meant, Joy and sorrow being related wasn’t something that made too much sense to me.But as they often say…as you grow older a lot of the times you also grow wiser because of your experiences..I now suddenly find myself understanding the meaning of this sentence..This now makes complete sense to me.
There are times, when we are so low in life that we find ourselves losing all hope and try to give it another shot.In these situations we forget that there have also been times, when we have been elated with happiness with the way everything stood at that point in time.Did we think that there would ever be a situation when we may be mourning about something in life?Absolutely not! We just enjoyed and devoured every minute of happiness and every minute of joy that the feeling could bring us…
So if happiness was one side then grie was the other…and if one didn’t last forever then how could the other..
Happiness and Grief are sisters…just two sides of one coin.Bound to toss from one side to another as they keep travelling through life’s many a turns.
