Monday, November 17, 2008

happiness

last night i was sitting at home by the open window. anshuman and a friend were having a drink and I was enjoying the breeze, the conversation. Ninna was asleep and it struck me- this is happiness. The stuff that passes by quietly almost like a thief is...happiness.

3 comments:

Kuntal said...

Happy to read this lovely post!

Balvinder Singh said...

Just went through the first page of your blog . Nice stuff packed in brief posts. Will be coming back. It is already past COB.

Gazal said...

and sometimes we are the thieves ourselves