Yesterday, a very special smile made my day. Those little fingers that wound around my finger and the smile that followed. It really moved me. In the crowded confines of the MRT, that smile, so unburdened and so worry-free, went straight to my heart and warmed my insides. That baby's smile left me smiling the rest of the trip and I couldn't help but be amazed at the wonders of a child's trust in a complete stranger.

It left me pondering..When does it begin to wane so that we are rudely awakened to the marred beauty of this world? Why does it fade so many of us become creatures of suspicion, doubting and skeptical? Perhaps in a quest for success, driven by greed and thirst for comfort, we've neglected the beauty in simple moments of joy, momentous yet deeply profound. In a world surrounded by beauty and joy, we've chosen to focus on the small cracks and dents, allowing ourselves to sink into the depths of worry and stress.

Perhaps its time to reevaluate our lives and ponder our definitions of happiness, for happiness is more easily attained than thought to be and less mercenary than imagined.