One always seeks happiness by trying to satisfy desires. If a desire is fulfilled, one feels joy, and when it is not, one feels grief. But the trouble is, desire is a bonfire that burns with greater fury, asking for more fuel. One desire leads to ten, and one is exhausted trying to exhaust the demands of desire. One has to be turned back from this path of never ending desire to the path of inner content and joy. One grieves because one has developed attachment toward the unreal. One cultivates an unreasonable affection for wealth, but is prepared to sacrifice the riches in order to save the lives of one’s children, for attachment to children is stronger than to the wealth that has been earned! One stoops so low as to neglect the children when the choice is between survival and the children’s welfare! But the bliss that is got when one dwells on the Atma is unbounded and imperishable. That is the real joy.