It was a great day. I mean right from my alarm clock singed in '7:00 am honey' to sipping this hot smoking cappuccino in this freaking winter at a naked roof ...it's awesome man!
But why am I feeling so special ? It's just a Sunday ...nothing much special about this particular Sunday. I pondered again "What's so special about this Sunday"?
The Coffee cup's warmth in my cold hand , shivering cold winds ruffling my already messy hair, a truck's honk far away...yes these are no reasons to be happy , right ? But are you so certain of it ?
What if I add another sentence to it like The Coffee cup's warmth in my cold hand , shivering cold winds ruffling my already messy hair, a truck's honk far away, I looked at my side and he drew me closer just to remind me a right company is just an embrace away.
Well am I seeing a tweak of smile there? I realized standing there 'special days' need not have to be exquisite with celebration , with people throbbing around or doing salsa together...it can be as simple as watching the stars. Aimlessly trying to figure out which constellation is Orion, laugh together at silly mistakes and just share those potato chips together saying nothing.
Just as I said when happiness Slipped "IN" ....