Should I be unhappy?

Why am I unhappy? In the previous post I wasn’t able to trace a single instance of happiness in the past. By and large every time I have expected it in the near future and I am this far by now. What is the reason which makes me assume that happiness is always in future? I, however, can’t ignore the experiences of the people who are senior i.e. already through with my stage, always look back to trace the glimpses of happiness in their past. That means I too will be unhappy in the future.
One conclusion comes here is that; happiness was neither there in the past nor would it be in the future, which means it is an illusion. Thus happiness is something unrealistic thing which can’t be achieved.
Another school of thought says that happiness can only be felt in fantasies. Fantasy theory can have a lot in its favor. I think everyone must have some, if not much, attachment with fantasy. I do have. Had fantasies been realistic even a few bit, I would have done plenty of crimes as well as number of heroics. But since fantasies are unrealistic we only fantasize the thing which we like. I would have become a Sachin Tendulkar on one hand and an Imran Hashmi (you are free to go beyond, as the topic is fantasy) on the other. I think these are two of the extremes of fantasy for me. But as soon as we return to the reality we are filled with anguish, dissatisfaction, unfortunate, guilt or gloom. Thus another animated form of unhappiness. So unhappiness is anyways is unhappiness.
So should I assume that there is nothing which can really be called Happiness? No. Yes! No, because in all this discussion I think I have completely missed something is called Present. Didn’t I? In the blind search of happiness I have missed a possible source or may be the only source of happiness and that is Present, the moment in which I am right now. Irony of the situation I am at that stage of life which is certainly and in fact the golden span of life. I am so fortunate that I am so healthy and completely blessed with everything. My body is completely backing me with power, energy, wit and health, which may not be the case in the years to come. I am in the prime right now and will always wish for these days in late years as people do. Why people wish to have young age when in their late years? Because the body, which is going to company throughout our life gives full support only in this age. Later on it will ask for care and cure.
Now ball is in my court again. There is no reason to live in past or volunteer in living future. In both cases I am loosing Present, which is certainly capable of delivering goods. Why shouldn’t I cherish every moment I live. All the unhappiness that comes in my way is because I take it that way, in other words negatively. Another reason is my leaning towards materialistic stuff, which makes me more and more desirous and thus unhappy. Being ambitious should be a problem but building a big palace of fantasies around those ambitions is certainly a big problem. Due to which we face a lot of mental discomfort. Ultimately at the end of discussion I can say that I am solely responsible for all unhappiness.
I am the source of all unhappiness, it is as good as saying, I am the source of all happiness. A half full glass of water can also be said to be a half empty one. Reality is simple and well known but the way we interpret it has made big difference, half full is optimistic one and half empty is pessimistic one. If I take the things optimistically and with least possible self interest, I think the amount of happiness will increase.
That is it for now.. Thanks and all regards to your comments..

Why am I unhappy?

A noticeable gap between two postings makes me liable to seek apology. So I am feeling a sense of apology and hope you sense it while reading, though all such sense of mine is total nonsense. The fact is I am a bit bothered by a silly question. Questioned by me and to be answered by me only. And that is:
Why am I unhappy?
Had I asked this question to you I’d have got many practical answers. But I won’t ask. Let me see how realistic study did I do till now.
As it happens one question can not necessarily be answered by an answer, it may get a question to be answered in reply. So here are questions for the question:
When was I happy in the past?
Or
What is happiness if I were to compare it with in future?
Now let me drill down these typical question type answers of the original problem. First I’d go in the past ( I mean look in the past ….. wish going the past might be possible ) to recapture some moments of happiness, then will wish for so called happiness in future(since going in future isn’t possible too.. yet ).
When was I happy?...... I am stuck as if I didn’t have a single moment. Still thinking….. not really. Actually I am looking not back one month, two month, a year or two but way back around 25 years when I’d have been a one and a half year old baby. You must be wondering why didn’t I go to full length i.e. from the day I got birth? Because I have no clue or even an Idea of whether I was happy or unhappy or whatever and by the experience of life I can safely say that no one will tell me that I was an unhappy child at that lapsed duration. So I do not consider those to be my happy days at all. Had those been my happy days, I would have memorized those, as people say they cherish the happy moments for life, I would have also done so. The first day I was happy, if I recall, was when I was bathing in a bucket( yes not bath tub ) along with my cousin who was on another bucket in the careful custody of my elder brother and cousin sister. But then, my brother pulled me out of that and wrapped me in a towel forcefully, I started crying and got unhappy. Then I waited for few years to grow to become independent and went to a pond to bath. Irony, there I sank and my brother pulled me out. No doubt I was crying and unhappy. Now, however, I can swim but that does not make me happy even though I do not fear of sinking anymore.
At the time when 25 paisa were enough to get 5 toffees, I got a chance to have a regular source of collecting paisa. One of my friend told me that people drop money at temples so that little kids can have toffees while at school. I got happy and looted the temple. I got a rupee and 25 paisa by collecting coins of 5/10/25 paisa. Won’t use ‘Irony’ word but got caught red handed on the first day at job. Got punished by slapping with ‘Bichchoo’ grass on body. Uooooh…. How could I be happy? Then started the burden of studies and ‘behave yourself’ kind of time. I don’t think anybody would have enjoyed those study related topics at home or at school. But can’t ignore those light moments in between during schooling. Actually I don’t want to give those days weight, since I get a little bit biased about those days by thinking those were the golden days. But I know by and large I wasn’t happy at all. I passed metric with good numbers but on the first day in senior secondary class my classmate torn down my umbrella (new). Happiness got aloof.
First day at job was good. After one week, every week came to make me weak and finally weep at times. Here I strongly feel you yourself avoid saying I would have been happy.
Many similar moments came and went past, but none without ifs and buts.
At this particular moment too, while I thought I’d feel happy writing this stuff, these #*^&$% mosquitoes making me clap behind them regularly.
Now if I try to look in future, blindly assuming that I did not have a single bite of happiness, I see a colorful picture of happiness. Wait.. Wait.. Wait.
This dirty bi**h happiness had cheated me like a pond of water in dull deserts, many times in the past. This colorful picture is actually a colorless, monotonous and unhappy present………….
Nope… you gotta wait…..
Here comes Universal Truth of Happiness in next posting………..