He was once a wisest man around who, now, was not very happy with life and fought with everyone. He failed to explain himself and came over to me on one fine evening. Once the niceties of 'Nice coffee, so, how is life?’ were over, he talked himself out.

"I am always ready to fight with everyone. I think I am angry but I don't know why. I even fight with myself."

"May be because you are dissatisfied with yourself," I suggested.

"Yes, I might be, for I deserve a lot of happiness from this world which it is failing to give. I want world to prove me deserving for what I wish by giving that to me."

"Have you ever thought it neither gave you the misery you deserve? It's not always a full moon. Besides you don't have to prove to anyone but yourself. You must be at peace with yourself to be happy and happy to be at peace with yourself. For I think you are a wise man, let me remind you again, you will never find happiness outside, look within, it has always been inside you. Life would be over in a flash, don't waste it on waiting for others to make you happy."

For a wise, a little cue is enough.