“Still Life” - A missed painting
Life continues to play its course and we are left, still. How often are we mesmerized by agony or happiness, onto which we seem to grasp more yearningly, just to survive the day?
From the depths of my heart, I congratulate 
Happiness to me is never something precise nor specific I would say. I know this is a controversial statement yet, I feel it comes with so many other emotions that it can never be for a certain specific notion. Happiness comes in bundles and disappears so. Everyone definitely sometime in their life longs for it now and then. It has a high popularity base and is barely enough for the whole living population. Also, happiness is very cheap for some and very expensive for others but only you can determine what it is for you; cheap or expensive. For me, it was really hard to find but now when I found it, I know my way through it.
For me, happiness is projecting my thoughts through illustration than words. Adding a satisfactory painting to my gallery is happiness for me. Sharing it among you all just multiplies the level of satisfaction. However, happiness is monetary, and it doesn't last forever.
Let me share a tiny story with you all, it is about this "Still Life" painting of mine. I was really happy to take my artwork to the exhibition arranged by Chittagong Zilla Shilpakala Academy, Bangladesh. For those of you who are hearing this name for the first time, it is a widely known Art Institution in Bangladesh, it is the best platform for any aesthetic art creations in Bangladesh. So, I was lucky by the grace of God to be selected and I could display my art piece but something unwanted happened. Amidst the moment of bliss by the end of the program my art piece was missing and till today I'm unaware of what happened to it. Yes, someone stole it and I am still in trance.
Maybe I am to be happy that it was so good that it was stolen. However, some part of me still yearns for this piece. Happiness is subjective and will remain that way for me. The blessings of happiness will still be rejoiced and yearned for. Once again, I am overjoyed to share my tale of a missed "Still Life" painting, on this occasion of happiness. I still miss it and will long for it, although I am content with this capture, yet as it was my way of finding true happiness, the impact would last.