My pursuit of happyness

Eid Mubarak to all!! Hope you are all having a better Syawal than me!!!

It's the second day of Syawal and princess is enjoying the attention from all the visitors. I'd like to think so cos she's been sleeping through it all. After all it's her first Hari Raya and our first as a family, even if it means we can't go around and visit any of our relatives and friends.

As much as I'd like to gripe about all those people who skip fasting during Ramadhan, yet never fail to be decked out in all their brand new Hari Raya clothes and accessories which may only be used this one time, I'll give it a rest this time. While it's quite irritating and frustrating to see their shamelessness, there's only so much we could do. I mean, although we could approach them and advice them nicely, but who's to say they won't reply snidely with a scowl on their face. And that's putting it nicely.

I watched The Pursuit of Happyness on cable over the weekend. I must say that it was a really good movie. Made me wonder why I didn't catch it the first time it came out in the cinema. Something Will Smith said in the movie just resonates within me - maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. Somehow, that line in the movie just struck a chord in me. Is it possible that happiness is just a state of mind that never really exists, that it is created as means of purpose in our lives, to give us something to work towards? Happiness.

Why am I feeling philosphic? Simple, my in-laws are staying with me. Well, my MIL is around to take care of wifey and baby while she is in confinement. It's not anyone's fault really, I made her stay with us, else, we'd have to stay at their place. Not a very interesting prospect.

Honestly, I've never really gotten along with my in-laws. Perhaps, a part of me just refuses to get along. Outwardly, everything may seem OK. I mean, it's not like I don't acknowledge them or act despicably in their presence - I just wasn't brought up that way. It's just I can't stand the way they do things and the way they think. Some things happened over the course of the week, compounded by what transpired this morning that made me blew my top. I'm not going into details for wifey's sake, suffice to say, I've no love nor respect for my in-laws.

Yeah, I know. Who doesn't have problems with the in-laws. This is why I think happyness for me is just that - a concept that I may never be able to truly attain, as long as I'm in conflict with myself on whether or not to confront my anger, dislike and disrespect towards the family I may never be able to love.