Ayush put the bag behind his head and lay down. He was silent for a few moments, but then he started talking to himself.
"Life is so strange, isn't it? Just a while ago I died in my dream, and everything was over. I don't know what will happen if this really happens. Life is unpredictable. It's a moment right now, but the next moment... who knows?" He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.
After thinking for a while he said, "But perhaps life is not just about living or dying. It is neither just about happiness nor just about watching. It is a journey. A journey in which we have to find our own happiness."
He smiled and stroked the grass lying on the ground. "Maybe I understand now. I will see happiness in life. But the real thing is how I live it. I have to live for myself, for my dreams. Because this is the thing that keeps me alive...
Looking towards the sky, Ayush promised himself, "From now on I will live every moment to the fullest. I will neither run away from sorrow nor will I just run after happiness. I will live my life on my own terms."
Thinking this, he saw some hilly potatoes. Ayush was happy and after washing them, he found some dry wood and used a matchstick to light a fire and the potatoes were cooked slowly. Ayush was happy to eat those potatoes but his stomach was not full... But his heart was filled with joy. The sound of birds coming from below made the atmosphere even more beautiful. He smiled and started thinking that life is probably full of small joys like this...
(The End)