Each of us has our own music.
Not the kind that plays in our headphones.
But the kind that plays inside us when we are truly happy.
It's not a hit song with millions of plays.
It's not the voice of a popular artist.
It's the vibration of the soul.
A melody that appears in those moments when you smile for no reason.
When you wake up and are simply... grateful.
When you hold your loved one's hand and don't say a word.
When you walk in the rain and don't care that your hair is wet.
The music of happiness is the silence after an inner storm.
It begins when you let go.
When you stop chasing.
When you just live.
It can be laughter with a friend until you cry.
Warm tea and a book in a blanket.
A song you hear in the morning and suddenly want to dance to.
Or maybe it's eyes. Just eyes. The ones in which you found yourself.

The music of happiness is not loud.
It is subtle. Alive. Gentle.
It sounds in your heart when everything is in its place.
When you are in your place.
You can't buy it.
You can't turn it on on demand.
But you can feel it. Learn it. Remember it.
And every time it gets tough,
remember that melody.
Remember how it sounded inside you.
Because happiness is not a result.
It is the rhythm of your soul when you choose yourself.