A sense unknown.
A smile resulting from a smile.
A story so cute, you can’t shut the teller up.
A moment so selfless.
A sensation so unadulterated.
A pet pal, overjoyed at your return.
A wife sleeping so sound.
A face so calm yet sure.
A heartfelt greeting.
A voice that whispers in your ears in the morning – “Wake up sweet heart!”.
A joke that tickles the child in you.
A note that fills your day with bloom.
A song that parallels the days feeling.
An inspirational moment.
A moment of pure genius.
A tear of peace from silence in the heart, in the mind, in the air.
That’s Happiness for me.
Whatever it is, it’s definitely a feeling I forgot a long time back, and I can only guess if that’s happiness I remember. That night of rejoice, of yelling till the throat hurt, of hugs, of tears, of satisfaction. These days, elation simply causes high blood pressure. I can’t breathe. It’s been so long that things went my way, simple enough granting of wish sounds like happiness.
Is elation, happiness? Is happiness a milder form of elation?
Here are the definitions from the web for the two words –
an exhilarating psychological state of pride and optimism; an absence of depression.
state of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.
I think both point towards an absence of depression. Just that elation specifically involves a sense of “ME” where happiness is a general term for a plethora of emotions that may or may not involve a smile. What do you think?