I felt like writing something down. But when I opened my Word File, I was like - what do I write about? Every thing is so in it’s place. I’m so happy. Love is blooming. Home is flourishing. I feel in heaven. What is there to write?
I wake up in the morning very happy. And I sit in the bed just like that. Even if I do something, will it add to my happiness that I already feel? So I sit with myself in silence for how much time I don’t know, feeling awesome for no reason and for every reason.
Then I get up and make myself - and if someone is with me - for all of us - an awesome cup of tea. At least I find it awesome :D And I enjoy it. I then leave for work. If I’m travelling by train, I feel no need to look at my phone or book, or even at the nature outside. I just feel good doing and being nothing.
And if I see people around me happy, I feel like I’ve done a good job :D I feel like God who has fulfilled her duty ;) Then I look at the smiles that I believe, I, have created. Which I have. Coz if my face is happy, the mirror called world has no other choice, but to reflect it back to me.

Then with a smile I call it a day. I then sleep. And I always have lovely dreams. And mostly whoever is with me in my dreams is making me laugh. Last night, my grandmother who as departed this world, was tickling me :D
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