Being Happy : Day 5

Ah! Weekends! How the name weekends sound music to ears. Even a happy feeling creeps in on the Friday evening itself.Weekend means throw all the carefully crafted routine to winds. Weekend means being yourself or breaking free from daily routine. I love it when we go out to visit someone or our friends and family come to visit us.

On Friday night my sister came to our place to spend weekend. All the more reason to be irresponsible because she is there to take care of things. 😉 My in-laws visited us too. So we had a nice evening and some nice conversation. Simple home cooked food acquires new meaning and taste when shared with your family huddled together. TV, movies, eating out everything is forgotten. When three generations are having dinner together you can’t imagine how conversation varies and how stimulated your mind feels.
How friends and family ensures that you are still loved ad cherished no matter what the world out there thinks about you. You can always be yourself and your dear ones make sure that the child inside you remains alive and kicking. How there love and care free us from our daily prim and proper self. How they know intuitively what makes you happy and what irks you or how to pull your leg without being nasty.
I am fond of long walks. When my sister accompanies me, we can walk and talk whole night with a midnight snacks of Maggie noodles. Sometimes, we really greeted morning while walking the whole night around our house. Ah! Those days! Once I remember we cousins were sitting on the road in a circle around 2 O’ Clock talking animatedly. A police-wallah was on the round and he started marching towards us. One of my cousins found her voice and said, “Uncle, we live in this house.” Hearing a female voice, he was reassured that we were not hatching some conspiracy to rob a bank!
I remember how much we shared during those talks. How many jokes we cracked, how many stories we told, how many promises we made, how many card games we played and how we encouraged one another to not give up when difficulties were staring us in eyes and sometimes how many heated discussions we had on politics,sports and society in general.
So when my sister visits me we still try to take those long walks and tell our husbands that we will be back within an hour but we NEVER…

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