Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I felt happy today. Actually, I don't even know if this is happiness anymore. But I smiled. Wide. That must mean something right? A smile escaping me inspite of me. My dog barked at the pigeons. She hates pigeons. And by now she knows that they fly away and come back as soon as her back is turned but she barks at them and rushes towards them nonetheless. She did the same this afternoon. For the millionth time. It's like she'll never learn. Or may be she hopes that this time, her bark will work. I smiled. 5 in the evening is a very special time for me. I sit on my perch and smoke. Usually with a book in my hand. Yesterday and today, I noticed this lady, skipping the rope. I couldn't judge her age. Her face was disfigured. Either badly burnt or it was congenital. Very middle-class looking, wearing a very neat saree, she skips rope with kids in her building. I smiled. I felt happy today.


Veronica said...

love d honesty in ur notes :)

medusa said...

i hate 5 o clock in the evening
and i'm not happy at all