Happiness is a sunflower field on a sunny winter’s morning.
I am surrounded by beauty. And I don’t just mean the landscape. The people in my life are just as beautiful.
I know this won’t last (maybe it will, I hope), but I want to enjoy it while I am here.
Baba’s favourite line was,
‘The good old times of 20 years from now are happening to you right now.’
How well-put!
So, I guess all I have to do now is to carpe the effing diem out of the moment. Happy to oblige.
Oscarwadi misal on the ride back!
