Contemplating Joy...

I’ve been thinking about why female happiness makes people uncomfortable.

Female happiness is rare not because women don’t try,
but because systems reward endurance more than fulfillment.

A woman at peace disrupts expectations.

Even other women can feel unsettled by it — not out of cruelty,
but because it raises quiet questions:
How did she get that? Why is she allowed joy? Why wasn’t I?

Maybe the discomfort isn’t about happiness,
but about who benefits when women don’t have it.

In an interview, I was asked about happiness.

It’s a question people return to often — because it sounds simple, yet feels strangely unreachable.

What makes you happy?

What I didn’t say… was this:

I’m cautious of happiness when it’s treated as a destination.
Not because it isn’t real — but because it isn’t permanent.

Joy arrives, and shortly followed by sadness.
Calm, then uncertainty.
Contentment, then loss.

I don’t let happiness trick me into believing it’s something to hold onto.
I see it as something to experience — without demanding it stay.

For some, happiness comes easily.
For others, it’s brief, conditional, or hard-won.

Maybe peace isn’t about chasing happiness at all,
but learning how to move through its absence without losing yourself.

Then I started to think about the quote 'get fat, die happy.' I don't think it's far off.

Always,

Zahra

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