Unbounded Randomness

It had been ages since she had ever really caught the twinkling drops of rain on her head and cried in excitement! The cry was always of either frustration or boredom. She never really wondered up until now that it is the same rain that she used to be excited about throughout her childhood. Since when did it start becoming boring? It still is the same rain. Filled with wonder, randomness, playfulness and loads and loads of love. What changed then? Climate? Life? Stress? OR just her? She looked at the culprit in the mirror and saw an image of a girl aging into a mid-life, worn out with routines of everyday, surrendering to the demands of society, smiling only when required, putting blinders to her horizon. She looked dull, lifeless, without that spark which she always carried proudly. She then looked at the rain pouring down outside, exactly opposite to the diminished life force of this girl. It knew no bounds. It just went on and on without thinking what others thought of...

Horray….. its 5.30 in the evening and its Friday! Happiness in the air, party on my mind and pizzalicious taste on my mouth! What an uplifting feeling. I can’t believe I am able to achieve this unbounded, buoyant happiness every single Friday! I don’t need any books or speeches or courses to preach me about mantras of happy life. It just has to be a Friday evening. How cool is that? But the only question is why does it always have to be this time of the week? Is it because I don’t have to do office work for the next two days? Is it because I get to meet my friends? Is it because I think I deserve a break after slogging for the 5 days? Is it because I think I earn good money and here’s my opportunity on spending it on food, shopping or movies? Is it because I know the whole world has a holiday for next two days and so it is almost a festive atmosphere in the air? I really don’t know, but it feels like my happiness is so much decided by the external factors of my world. What ...