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Saturday evening :)

I am incredibly thrilled today. Perhaps, it's Saturday evening and I am looking forward to a peaceful Sunday. A day where I meet my bookshelf. I royally ignore it through the week. But every Sunday I sheepishly go to it. "Hello bookshelf, my old friend/ I've come to read again" :)

OR Maybe, this ecstasy comes from my adventureous trip back home :) I have a rare talent to mess up well planned meetings...A simple "task" of catching a train can be messed up:) I can gloriously miss trains or get into the wrong ones, or get out of the correct ones.

I bought flowers today. Long since I did that . I gifted them to myself ! That could be a source of this sudden gush of happiness.

Mirth knows no reasons. It visits you in little moments. It comes alive in a pageantry of moments. Almost anything can make you happy: great food, dinner with your family and friends, a great bargain, a window seat, a long drive, the rain, a new dress, a great day at work, a long chat, a quick "hi" .....just anything . The bottomline is :Don't worry Be Happy.

-OFF TO ENJOY MY WEEKEND

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  1. Soul SpeakJuly 24, 2010 at 6:38 AM

    WELL SAID INDEEDD!!!

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  2. Soul SpeakJuly 24, 2010 at 10:54 PM

    WE often forget our selves for the sake of others, specially in today's lives. N that is thhe precise reason y we feel so happy and contented to pamper ourselves sometimes :)

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  3. SarojaJuly 25, 2010 at 6:58 AM

    The shamiana sparkles with mirth! :)

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