How happiness comes running

One moment. Yep, thats all it takes!

And yet again the thoughts come pouring at 3am. I still havent figured out why.

Talking about happiness. I have done it before and I shall continue to do it till the end of time. Happiness, they say, is from within. I couldn't agree more. Well, almost.

The first breeze in winter. .

The smile on a child's face..

The first lick of an ice cream scoop. .

Reading some character in a book and realizing that you just found your soul sister in it. And that you are not crazy and not alone. That there is someone out there who does the exact same things as you and it all seems cooler now. .

How this world becomes so uncomplicated in a fraction of a second and how I realize that I really am a Drama Queen and how it really never is that bad after all no matter how big my "freaking-out" moment happened to be. .

How one musical note just sets the mood for you to sway and swoon and how your feet cant stop making the moves thereafter. .

How magical life becomes when you realize that there is a different you that does exist in reality and not just in your dreams. .

How this universe is a plethora of unanswered endings and unjustified beginnings...


Happiness is about being you. Its about being someone else.
Letting the wind really knock you down. Letting the rain really drench you. Letting the music tingle every cell inside your body. About not caring why.

Doing what your heart desires is serious business ladies and gentlemen! A mission that must be accomplished everyday with a little bit of sugar and spice. .

;)

Sunshine

So I have been told by a certain somebody that the creative me is very much awake today. I am not sure how true that is. But. I shall go right ahead and believe it to be true.

Soo I thought that I should write about a little something and let the creativity take over me. Just a little more than usual. Let myself submerge in it if I may and while I can.

I am trying to look for words to say what I want to but I just cant seem to find the right ones which will say the things the way I want them to be heard. I will take it one line at a time. That should make it easier.

I am not sure. I almost always am not. About almost everything.
I contradict myself. A lot more than I think I do. 
I whine more than I really should. 
And then there are times when I say things that I didnt want to.
Yes, this happens more than I d like to think it does. 

And while I do all these things all at once(believe me(!) I am very capable of doing so!) and go into this little frenzy of what, when, how and why,  somebody comes along says something and brings the balance right back into my life as if it was never gone. Not many people can do that. I have somebody who manages to just take all that drama away and still let the drama remain. I have no idea how much sense that last line made. I m hoping it did.

Anyhow, so now that I have said all this, I'd like to thank my Sunshine for being that person who manages to help me discover new colors inside myself. For saying the things that she does. Somebody who just happens to say the right things at just the right times. Somehow she always does it, with perfection! And she did it yet again so I thought it was about time that I thanked her for being that certain somebody who puts things sunny side up! 

For you, my Sunshine. .

Each friend represents a world in us
A world possibly not born until they arrive
And it is only by this meeting that
A new world is born. .

Wierd is good.

The cute kid who shows you his tongue when you think he is going to smile.
The autumn leaves that don't crunch.
The red lipstick that turns out to be more pink than red.
The paint that looks so exotic on the tray but not so much on the paper.
The wrinkles on clothes that don't go even after ironing.
That doll on the supermarket shelf that is more scary than adorable.
The cockroach that can fly.
The  big sea shell that crumbles.
The dork who thinks he is handsome.
The plastic girl who thinks others are fake.
The cinnamon aroma that somehow makes you sick.
An old woman who has a gangsta attitude.
A scent candle that doesn't smell.
A sharp knife that doesn't cut.
A fly that doesn't want to fly.
An English Honors student who doesn't know how to speak English well.
A purple that turns out to be blue.
A dancer who is scared of heels.
The pjs that turn out to be uncomfortable.
The clip that doesn't hold back hair.
The espresso that isn't strong enough.
The talks of billions in the land of poverty.
That Cleopatra wasn't beautiful.
Beaded necklaces that give off color.
Relationship Status of a 10 year old- Divorced.
When candid seems rehearsed.
When rehearsed seems candid.
Magicpop that does not pop.
How photos can lie so easily.
How Glee is so fake yet so real.
A secret that everyone knows.
How the subtle use of emotive language(only) makes a writer famous.
When a perfume looks so good and smells quite the opposite.
How nauseating the perfume section of a shop can turn out to be.
Road side clothes that makes a bigger fashion statement than the Guccis' and the Pradas'...

Soo you see- Wierd is Good!

:)