Q- What are the things one needs in order to be happy?
A- Being involved in a meaningful life. Did you ever hear
someone remark, "My life is meaningless, I am so happy
about that?" An illustration of this is the story of the eccentric
philanthropist, Zell Kravinsky who gave away 40 million
dollars before his family stopped him. He declared that his
happiest moment was when he donated one of his kidneys to
an absolute stranger. Regarding this Mr. Kravinsky said, "In
theory I can't get too depressed because I did this one thing.
Happiness is easily described, discussed and even speculated
upon from a philosophical/psychological point of view.
However, from a pure and authentic Torah perspective, it
can be a great challenge.
From a genuine Torah perspective it is questionable as to
what role happiness plays in the spirituality of Judaism.
There is no question as to the effectiveness of Simcha for a
successful and enduring observance of Mitzvos. But in an
effort to contemplate the role and challenge that happiness
plays in our life we must first attempt to define it. The contrast
between the Torah and secular view regarding happiness
is indeed profound.
In the epicurean world of hedonism, utilitarianism and
Freudianism happiness and pleasure are synonymous. As reflected
in Freud’s pleasure principle and the utilitarianism
of the British philosopher, J.S. Mill, who identified happiness
with pleasures of the mind.
While the above philosophers may suggest that pleasure is
synonymous with happiness, Socrates entertains the idea of
happiness being pleasure but then concludes, “A life spent
scratching an itch may well be pleasurable, but certainly no
one would call that a happy life.”
The Torah rejects all of the above. The identifiable component
of happiness is something that is consistent. The constant
need for varied happiness is a definitive statement of
unhappiness. As the author, N. Etcoff puts it, “Trying to be
happier is as futile as trying to be taller.” In other words,
our Rabbis in the Talmud declare "Aizehu Ashir, Hasomeach B'chelko"
telling us that for happiness to be genuine, it needs to speak
about consistent soul gratifying behavior. L’havdil, the philosopher,
A.J. Ayer once said, “Happiness is a satisfaction
that continues to be satisfaction.”
In the world of Chasidus happiness is a virtue. Achieving
happiness is in it of itself a righteous goal. In the non- Chasidic
world one does not achieve happiness. In other words,
happiness itself is not a goal. Instead it is a way of doing
things. A person who engages in a course of conduct persistently
does not arrive at a goal called persistence rather he/she
is merely persistent in what they do.

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On November 26, 2004, I transferred
from an educational institution of 51,426
students to a school of approximately 25. The 350 acre
campus and 17 libraries housing more than eight million
volumes were replaced by a Monsey address and a single
room filled with books written in a language that I did not
understand. Electron microscopes were replaced by
shtenders. A college physics professor once told me that the
proportion of a single atom to the Earth is the proportion of
the Earth to the Universe. Likewise, Torah studies at Kol Yaakov
developed my appreciation of existence from the
physical boundaries of the Universe to the Infinite.
On December 23 of the previous year, I saw tefillin for the
first time- in a Jerusalem hotel room that I shared with a
religious Israeli soldier during a 10 day tour of Eretz Yisrael.
The polished MK-16 rifle lying on his bed perturbed me less
than those smooth black boxes and leather straps.
That same day, in a parking lot outside the Old City, our
Egged tour bus was parked beneath the setting crimson sun.
The madrich walked down the isle of our mostly secular
group waving a siddur and asked if I would help them form
a minyan. “Of course I’ll help,” I said without the slightest
clue what a minyan was. Perhaps the State of Israel was at
war? As they started to daven Mincha outside, I was flustered.
They must have reviewed the instructions without me.
My startling discovery of pious Jewry was enough to rekindle
a long dormant attention to the Divine. A few years of
Sunday school in a Reform Synagogue was enough to convince
me that Judaism was not a serious religion. For example,
the Yom Kippur services were held in a rented church,
because the fact that the synagogue’s crowded, overflow
rooms equipped with big screen TVs and surround sound
speakers did not provide the audience with a comfortable
spiritual experience. This seemed somehow to clash with the
image of the G-d fearing Jew presented by the Torah.
Unfortunately, the outreach programs that I encountered
did not provide much of the desired authenticity. Escapades
to kibbutzim in the Negev and fencing clubs in Kfar Saba
provided me with enough of the usual distractions. Shabbos
in Meah She’arim and Yomim Tovim in West Bank settlements
nurtured my newfound connection with Jewish spirituality.
When I returned to Texas I continued my degree in Biomedical
Engineering. I became acquainted with the 4 other
bochurim who were shomrei mitzvos on campus. Not long
afterwards, a fellow engineering student and former Kol
Yaakov bochur informed me of Rabbi Tropper’s exceptional
Torah program in Monsey. I packed my bags and left midsemester.
The University of Texas fencing team would be down one
left-handed foilist, and problems stated in my Differential
Equations textbook would remain unsolved. However, the
stimulating challenges of yeshiva easily compensated for
any imagined losses.
Recently, in February, the Rosh HaYeshiva returned with
me to visit the University of Texas to give a presentation entitled,
“The Search for G-d: Is It Intellectual or Emotional?”
An unexpected phone call informed us that Rabbi Tropper’s
presentation would be delayed for 30 minutes. So, Rabbi
Tropper and I made our way amongst the campus’ 51,426
students in search of a nearby Barnes & Noble bookseller.
A second surprise met us at the storefront: a brown cardboard-
covered window and a sign that read, “Last Day
Ever.” There was not much else to do but loiter as the minutes
ticked away on the 307 foot university clock tower.
There I was with my Rosh Yeshiva standing in the middle of
my old university wondering about the contrast between the
two very different worlds represented here and why it was I
was standing there between the two…
Not a moment passed as that thought flittered through my
mind when a smile wearing a baseball cap appeared in front
of us. “Are you Orthodox?” inquired the 19 year old student.
“Do you know where the nearest Orthodox shul is? I
want to be Orthodox.” It doesn’t get any easier than that. Of
course we invited him to “The Search for G-d.” lecture.
Afterwards, he shared a warm remark with Rabbi Tropper
that is perhaps indicative of the sentiment that I, personally,
share with other Kol Yaakov bochurim concerning the Rosh
HaYeshiva and Kol Yaakov: “Your presentation may be
over,” he said, “but I feel like this is the first day of my life.”
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When I see people buying lottery tickets
I imagine they probably are often
preoccupied with thoughts of winning the big one. I bet
they even wake up in the morning and realize that they
were dreaming about what they would do with all those
piles of crisp green bills. Of course, those ticket buyers who
are Kol Yaakov alumni are probably thinking of buying Reb
Leib a private jet so he could travel to North Dakota to warm
up the hearts of the four and one half Jews who live there.
But as for me, my dreams don’t focus on “The Big Four” or
“The Lucky Seven” or whatever those lottery games are
called. I dream about dikduk – Hebrew grammar. I wake up
in the middle of the night in a cold sweat thinking, “That
posuk in Iyov, it doesn’t follow the rules. You can’t have a
shva nach after a…” Then I go running to get all my dikduk
books out. OK, so I am exaggerating. I never wake up in the
middle of the night (unless one of the children is crying)
thinking about these things or for that matter thinking
about much of anything. I guess one of the benefits of sleep
deprivation is that when you sleep, you really sleep. Nonetheless,
I have a certain passion for dikduk and that, as a
yeshiva graduate, requires some explanation.
The truth is that I came to Kol Yaakov from JTS (Jewish
Theological Seminary) and they were the ones who planted
in my head the idea that dikduk is important. When people
ask me if I learned a lot when I was there, I answer in the
negative, but I add that they gave me an excellent Hebrew
background and for that I am grateful. After all, it makes
sense that if we don’t know if something is singular or plural,
past or future, passive or active or any of the other
things that a proper understanding of the rules of the language
afford us, then when we are learning we will often
only be making educated guesses as to the meaning of the
text. Having a sophisticated understanding of the nuances of
Loshon HaKodesh seems to go hand in hand with a strong
background in Torah learning.
It is interesting to note that of all of the Rishonim on Chumash,
not one of them was silent with regard to the fine
points of dikduk. The most subtle nuances of the Hebrew
language were of the most importance to them. One cannot
learn Chumash with Rashi without encountering ‘dikduk
Rashis’ in virtually every Parsha. In fact, many of Rashi’s
comments which don’t appear to be dikduk-oriented, when
understood in a more sophisticated way turn out to be onehundred-
percent dikduk!
Does it bother me that it was JTS that taught me Hebrew
grammar and not yeshiva? No, because I realize that at JTS
they are limited in ways that they cannot even imagine.
They have no concept of what a Talmid Chochom is, nor do
they have a concept of what lomdus is. It is only from having
my formative years at Kol Yaakov that I have a proper
perspective on what true greatness in Torah is. It’s true that
if you can’t read it you are limited. However, if you read it
but you can’t understand it or you don’t properly value it,
then you are not only limited, but stuck. As I transitioned
from Kol Yaakov to Yeshivas Chaim Berlin, and then to
family life, I often look back and see that my overall outlook
has been shaped by Kol Yaakov in the most profound
ways possible because I was given a glimpse of the greatness
of Torah.
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