To kill the happiest person....

Its the seventh day today I have been carrying this loaded gun.
Still searching for the target.
I wanted to kill the happiest person on this earth. Because he had what I lacked.
As my life got messier and I got more and more entangled in sorrows, I saw people around me smiling. Their life went on smoothly even when mine was getting stagnant.
And hence I started on this mission.

I went to the landlord. He had all the land in the world and money and luxury. But no children. So I left him and continued my search.
I went to the artist. He seemed totally impressed with his own creations. But he craved for a glass of wine , with no money.
I went to him and her. They were lost themselves in their love. I thought they were happy. But they cried in the pain of love.
I went around and around, searching for the happiest person on this earth.

And here I am today, with the gun point aimed at my temple and saying good bye to the world.I couldn't find anyone happier than me.