Can there be happiness without sadness?pleasure without pain?peace without war?

Question

Can there be happiness without sadness?pleasure without pain?peace without war?
if yes,then how?

Answer

Wherever happiness exists, sadness is bound to be there. Daynight, happinesssadness, pleasure pain, peacewar are part of a natural rhythm. When you diminish jealousy, your love will be diminished alongside, because your love and jealousy are so much entangled with each other. If you diminish your sadness, your happiness will be diminished, because your happiness and sadness are so much together. If you diminish your hate, your love will disappear thats what has happened. You have been taught not to hate and the total result is that you have become incapable of love. brPleasure and pain are not two things happiness and sadness just two sides of the same coin. Thats why every happiness can turn into sadness, every pleasure can turn into pain. brOne Mohammedan emperor who was a little bit crazy loved a young woman and wanted her consent to marry him. br In Mohammedan marriages the priest asks the woman three times, quotAre you, of your own accord, without being forced, ready to marry this man?quot And the woman has to say yes three times. If she does not say it, the marriage is not possible. So even the Mohammedan emperor could not force any woman to marry him. He was persuading this woman, but she was not willing. One day he went to see the woman and he found her in the arms of a young man. They were hugging each other with a great joy. I told you he was a little crazy.... He brought both of them to the court and ordered that they should be tied to a pole in a hugging position, and for twentyfour hours they had to hug each other. br Now, hugging for a few minutes is okay but twentyfour hours of hugging and that too, while tied to a pole, no way to get away.... The pleasure changed into pain, into such intense pain because in twentyfour hours time they pissed over each other, defecated. It was stinking. And after twentyfour hours they were released, but it is said that the young man escaped from the city and never came to see the woman. br These twentyfour hours have been almost twentyfour lives for them!quot Stinking and tied together, hugging was forgotten long ago. Now the only question was how to get free from the hands of this woman, and the woman was also thinking how to get free. But they were tied and they could not. Pleasure can be changed into pain. br This story has always reminded me why all the couples almost all the couples in the world are in pain, in misery. They are tied together by marriage, which is for a longer period than twentyfour hours, and soon they start being fed up with each other. br How long can you look at the same nose, and how long can you praise it? Soon, very soon, all the beauty of the woman disappears, all the greatness of the man, the heroship disappears. And they suddenly find that now they are tied together and the society makes it impossible to be free again. Their pleasure has turned into a lifelong misery. br So these opposites are not opposites. br The vice versa also happens the miserable man by and by starts having a certain pleasure in his misery. br When I was a teacher in a school, one woman was also a teacher there, and her house was just in the middle between my house and the school campus. So I was forced to give her a lift every day. She was standing just at the door waiting for me. br In just a fifteenminute drive, she would talk all about her miseries, pain, diseases it was a daily routine. And I was wondering she must have some imaginative power! One could not have so many diseases and so many sicknesses and every day new? br Her husband was an advocate of the high court. One day I went to him and I asked, quotCan you help me to understand your wife?quot br He said, quotYou are asking me? She is only with you for fifteen minutes, and I have to live with her twentyfour hours a day! br quotA small scratch and it is cancer.... And to argue with her....,quot he said. It is better to accept that it is cancer, knowing perfectly well that it is just that she has scratched her hand.quot br He said to me, quotDont listen to any of her diseases. I have taken her, I have been forced to take her to all kinds of specialists, and they all say that she has no disease, nothing she is perfectly healthy. br In the school library I always found her in the medical section of the library, always looking there. I told her, quotYour subject is to teach music. I dont think that there is any connection between medicine and music. I never see you in the music section of the library, you are always in the medical section.quot br She said, quotThe reason is, I have to find the right names for my diseases.quot She would find big Latin, Greek names of diseases, very impressive names. And if you did not believe her, she was very much hurt. If you believed her, supported her, you could see a smile on her face. Her misery, just imagined misery, had become a pleasure to her.