Happiness As I See It

The one thing that I choose never to compromise on is what makes me HAPPY.Sometime back I did try to do what was needed rather than what I liked, what made me smile. It worked for a bit, but only just for a while... It was a disaster.
Soon enough life showed me the path(Shoved me in the right direction) that pulled me out of the necessary to happy things in life.
I was so mighty angry at how things ended, but with passage of time saw reason enough in the "Shove", to smile.
Today when I sit idle the question seems to crop up in my wandering mind "What on earth makes me happy? makes me smile?"
I pick up life's little instruction book for the Nth time to re- read it and realise I have a list of my own in mind.
My list may not be as long as the book but it's mine and every time I think of the elements I sense a little smile turning up at the corners of my lips.
This is my list of what makes me happy, what makes me smile :)

  1.  a quiet evening with my darling
  2. an evening spent with my fav books
  3. a glass of port wine
  4. a walk in the rain
  5. wet grass
  6. memories captured in pictures and flipping through those memories time and again
  7. a stiff cuppa coffee
  8. paraffin candles
  9. the waves rolling in and out on a beach
  10. a man in the olive green
  11. the blogger's paradise
  12. the smell of an old book
  13. doing up my lill home
  14. Guppa sessions with best friends
  15. me with backpack and boots
  16. sunrises after long nights of no sleep
  17. surprises
  18. snuggling up with Dad (Actually snuggling up with Arun2)
  19. Delhi's cold winter mornings (The Fog)
  20. Cuddling up with Mum
  21. old churches and cemeteries
  22. the smell of fresh paint
  23. handmade paper gifts
  24. music (from Rock to Ragas)
  25. bonfire gettogethers
  26. book stores
  27. me with a cam at surajkund and pushkar
  28. some quality time alone (NO ONE ELSE AROUND)
  29. Wuthering heights (No matter how many times I read it I always reach for it on the shelf)
  30. The idea of my baby being a baby grl ( a Boy would be equally nice... but u get to dress a grl in all the fancy stuff)
  31. feel of the wind blowing in my face
  32. A roman holiday (the movie)
  33. Lamps
  34. shopping for shilps
  35. beautiful stationary
  36. An evening of music and good food
  37. Mum's fish curry and rice
  38. the mere thought of  happiness
  39. angels in my kitchen
  40. a cuppa ice tea at Teesta
I can tell that this list is longer than a mere 40 but the time is little and I need to flex my fingers a bit so I guess I'll be getting back to it sometime soon.

Till then .... I smile.

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