Hello my dear bloggers and readers…
Due to fear of thoughts, all these days were fractured with no write-up of mine. But today when I was driving a car of 1850s (Tata Indica) along with 70 year old mother who always thinks as 17 and 40 year old brother who reflects his image in mirror as 80. Of course I am confused to say about my age since I may sail in both directions. My mother & Bro have to go to Vijayawada to wind-up certain financial commitments. As always we try to catch-up things last moment, booked a rail ticket in 2nd class where computer mahasay has given two upper-berths but not AC/lower berths(Thanks to Mamata Banarjee’s idea of 2 day b4 Tatkal), we wasted already one day due to India-Srilanka saga of cricket. Finally got confirmed ticket, interesting thing is that confirmation is for IRCTC but not to a passenger (my Bro). He has been coining the ideas of skipping the train travel to Road (by car). Whereas Google Maps were showing PoK / PAK floods submerged in Indian floods, due to this, the idea was dropped.
After got into train, mother says find-out a young person who has confirmed lower-berth ticket. Before I start working on her instruction, my little servant-maid (boy) already downloaded lower-berth occupant girls’ list. Alas, meanwhile, my bro was scratching his head ‘how to place my mother on middle birth’? I started requesting few fellow passengers; surprisingly I had competition here too. A lady was competing to get her cake first. In the process, I happened talk to few young guys (could be in their 30s), despite of my request, none could extend their hand. Their rejection made me to think about my close friend, who sees an opportunity to get-up and offer a seat when oldies travel; baby mothers who struggle to reach their destination (love you friend for your pro-activeness).
This is where; my mind & heart started talking each-other again. If I think about bro who is very caring but failed to understand the economics of happiness. He was keen to get down from the train after it shows green signal (after arrangements made at town). He is too shy to ask somebody who can offer a lower birth; the other guys think that their journey of lower-birth is forever. This could be because of fear. Don’t you think so…?
In first case, brother has a fear that he & mom has to struggle to reach the destination (my argument was driving car when inflation was high is not good signal), those uncooperative guys has a fear of sleep disturbance. In between the sandwiched mother has fear where she has to get-down from the middle-birth (if need arises). Even my friend who is proactive in offering her seat others also has a fear, where her fellow-passenger will struggle.
But finally my mother reached safely despite of all the fears. If we have to bring the happiness in our lives, we have to struggle for short time (I cannot measure); be it in journey of rail travel, journey of life travel. But conditions apply…that is the Economics of Happiness has to go hand in hand with extending hands.
Economics of Happiness works very similar to our regular economics. In regular one, it is more emphasized on supply & demand of goods & services with constant called Paisa. In case of economics of happiness, it is the supply & demand of emotions. It is more important than the other but has to depend upon constant called Paisa.
Good Times
