They say :
-Author Unknown-
I say :
"The most destitute person on earth is one who has a smile but prefers not to"
-Keerthi-
I realized that the past year has been full of unnecessary and unwanted garbage. And I realized I wasn't me anymore. I hardly laughed, (only in the presence of certain people, who were capable of making me laugh at all) and even when I did, there was this huge cavity thawing me out from the inside. What was I looking for? Why was I going through my life, day after day, hoping, wishing and just waiting for something to happen?
And by something, I literally mean Something. It could have been anything for that matter. Was I depressed? Naw, I couldn't have been. I'm the bubbliest girl I've ever known. Blowing my own horn, yeah, I know, but sometimes, you kinda miss yourself for who you've been.
And so, I decided ( Even though I'm probably 20 days late in saying so) that my New Year's Resolution would be to make my journey closer towards happiness. Even in the minutest way possible. Even if that happiness revolves around stealing a hacks candy from your nephew's pocket when he's not looking :) My steps towards happiness, would be my diary, my guideline, my comfort in the way I seek for happiness. Even though it's the fleeting, flexible stretchable thing you can't see, can't hold, can't touch. And this is the girl's scout guideline towards being happy.
Journey Towards Happiness 1 :
Plan a spontaneous outing with the first person you see in your home.
(Charity starts at home, so does happiness). Even if it's your dog. (In my case, it was my nephew.). Go out, have fun. Do crazy things you never thought you'd do. Like eat two ice-creams at one go, and have such a huge sugar rush that you're laughing all the time. Suggest a visit to the neighbourhood silver shop. Make your nephew get his ears pierced, and his girlfriend get her belly pierced. When it's your turn, tell him "Nah, I don't think I'll be piercing today". Then....RUN!! Get temporary tattoos and stick it in unknown places. Just for the fun of it :)
That's exactly what I did yesterday night. And to my disbelief, I actually had fun. I had two cups of Baskin's N Robbins, and I even stole some of my nephew's portion. And it wasn't the ice-cream eating that was so darn fun. It was the fighting for territory control over the ice-cream that made the whole event fun.
I love my family <3