You know that feeling, when life goes on “normally” and you get happily comfortable in careless stupor and suddenly some prodigious surprises are thrown in sweeping you off your feet!
Hmmm...How do I describe this emotion? It is like that immense joy you experience, when
you go shopping, buy those super sexy stilettos/ a chic handbag and visualize yourself enjoying
envious looks coming your way or walk into your favourite jewelry store and end up buying a big solitaire
ring? Or, on a mundane day just when you are struggling to decide the menu for the supper you receive an invitation to a party? Or just when you are deeply thinking whether you would ever understand your teenage son truly, he comes and pecks a kiss on your forehead and says, "Love you mom. What would I do without you?"! Yeah, that kind of frenzied happy feeling is surging in every single pore right now and I don’t remember its source!
Was it meeting Jyoti, (one of the street
kids I have be-friended) darting in my
direction amidst the scary traffic,
making me stop and gifting me a bunch of stunningly beautiful roses and proudly telling me, “Didi, I
have stopped begging. Now I work and earn my own money!
Was it that beautiful conversation with
someone I have met in recent months in formal environment and every time we meet, I can feel a great connection and I see it heading in the direction of a beautiful friendship.
Was it my visit to the spa, one of my
favourite indulgences? Was it me blushing and being happy looking at my reflection in
the mirror (don’t be a spoilsport by calling me a Narcissist)? Was it some song that triggered crinkled notes from many a
whispering pages of sublime laughter and enchanting moments? Was it holding a newborn in my arms and FEEL divinity when he smiled at me?
Whatever the reason may be,
I know it doesn't matter. I have a tempting longing to share this joy with someone who would be as happy to be part of these moments. I wish I could call someone. And I know, the conversation can go on and on but my
coy self reminds me I can’t call. Not at this hour! So yeah, let my happiness be a little shy. Let this exuberance have a tinge of sweet yearning!
Looking at those elegant roses Jyoti gave
me, I realize the petals would slowly start wilting and they may not remain as gorgeous maybe day after tomorrow. But they would
still look beautiful with dignity of age and maturity of knowing that life was lived well. There is beauty in enjoying this moment that is going to last a little longer through subtle fragrance that would keep wafting even after all the roses have dried up. The heady fragrance and immense joy this day has brought me are going to be etched in my heart forever.