Weekend comes and goes, Monday is the day typically filled with people feeling so blue. Naturally, Monday being Monday it can't be otherwise. One of the monotonous cliched rituals followed by people is asking "so how are you?" (I have never understood why "so" is used when everyone is just about trying to strike a conversation for the 1st time in the week or was it Friday a few seconds ago??) followed by "how was the weekend?" and the answer to that would always vary between two extremes "sleep, eat, TV" to "I was hanging out with friends". If it’s the latter, some would gush in saying "ooooh!! Where did you go???" Whether it has something to do with the phrase "hang out" or "friends" one never knows, but the "place" of meeting is of prime importance that kindles the interest to the listener. Well, maybe in a way the place does matter if the meeting is for a specific reason. It makes people who meet feel comfortable or, if its for the same cause it unites the group or, it helps in sharing similar tastes. But what I realized is, the "place" doesn't really matter as long as it’s with the person you like sharing (I refrain from saying spending) your time. The past couple of weekends have been good, meeting some old friends and some others who are dearest to me, catching up with gossips and nostalgic events or just being together for that moment on that day. I didn't for once care where we went, what we ate, where we sat or where we walked, everything just happened the right way at the right time. The very fact that we were meeting felt more exciting than anything else. So much to tell but so little told, hours of non-stop talking and giggling, sometimes silence speaking volumes, pleasant welcoming silence that. I would never be able to pen down the happiness that filled my heart, though I might try in the future, I know it'll be a long long way down the lane until I experience anything close to it again. But when the day comes, if someone asks me "Where did you go??" I would say, "To the place of happiness"....
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
To the place of happiness
Weekend comes and goes, Monday is the day typically filled with people feeling so blue. Naturally, Monday being Monday it can't be otherwise. One of the monotonous cliched rituals followed by people is asking "so how are you?" (I have never understood why "so" is used when everyone is just about trying to strike a conversation for the 1st time in the week or was it Friday a few seconds ago??) followed by "how was the weekend?" and the answer to that would always vary between two extremes "sleep, eat, TV" to "I was hanging out with friends". If it’s the latter, some would gush in saying "ooooh!! Where did you go???" Whether it has something to do with the phrase "hang out" or "friends" one never knows, but the "place" of meeting is of prime importance that kindles the interest to the listener. Well, maybe in a way the place does matter if the meeting is for a specific reason. It makes people who meet feel comfortable or, if its for the same cause it unites the group or, it helps in sharing similar tastes. But what I realized is, the "place" doesn't really matter as long as it’s with the person you like sharing (I refrain from saying spending) your time. The past couple of weekends have been good, meeting some old friends and some others who are dearest to me, catching up with gossips and nostalgic events or just being together for that moment on that day. I didn't for once care where we went, what we ate, where we sat or where we walked, everything just happened the right way at the right time. The very fact that we were meeting felt more exciting than anything else. So much to tell but so little told, hours of non-stop talking and giggling, sometimes silence speaking volumes, pleasant welcoming silence that. I would never be able to pen down the happiness that filled my heart, though I might try in the future, I know it'll be a long long way down the lane until I experience anything close to it again. But when the day comes, if someone asks me "Where did you go??" I would say, "To the place of happiness"....
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its even worse elsewhere - u goto a giant shop and ppl come to u at every section and bore u with incessant - "good evening sir, how may i help u" - damn! just leave me alone :PP
hahaha yea! i know what you mean.. especialy the road side shops wave things, most often the towels and say "madam, towels!" as if it isnt obvious...
Where did you go?!
To the place of laziness..
Actually I did not have to go.
It comes to my place every weekend.
Hangs out with me.
Sleeps with me even..
And when I wake on Monday
Its gone! Promiscuous thing.
Does That with some of my friends too!
I so wait for it again.
Avoids me during the week days. Wonder why!
@stargazer
haha awesome!! just awesome!! it happens to me most often except that the past couple of weekends have been quite opposite.. i dunno how you come up with such stuff just out of the blue... :)
Lol ... I think our l'll shopping spree has contributed to this posthttt :-P but srsly the place where u meet the frds doesnt matter .. as long as u like being with the person .. the place will automatically turn out to be something of a 'mutual intrest' ;-)
wat say?
@teal
of course of course! :) the shopping spree was fun... should do that again.. with pockets fuller.. ideally the 1st day of every month ;)
I totally agree with you! Where you go makes no difference, as long as you're with people who you wanna be with. I'm glad you had so much fun. Nostalgia strikes again! ;-)
@brat
yeah :) you were missed by everyone in our reunion...
I missed you guys too! It would've been nice to be there.
whoa! Well i too need to go to the place of happiness! wish if ,its just around the corner of my road!
exactly. people matter..more than anything else.
=) place of happiness, could not say more. I think it is the people factor more than the place to me. If you to the most expensive spot with boring mates, then game over is all I can say !
@micheal andrews
it might be just round the corner.. u never know :)
@nithya
hmm yes :)
@vik
experience speaks eh ;)
Ohh I love what you said! I know it is just conversation when one tries to ask this question in an elevator or anywhere. But it might mean something more to us!
Now where the heck did ya go all along - place of happiness??? Darn..write something more :D
Good post. Though comes as monthly digest, it is good still. 1st I thought you are going to crib due to lack of 'treats'. Finishing touch 'happiness' did really sound you had good food :-D
@vidya
thanks Vidya!
@Vik
I am back ;)
@balachandran
aye aye! i had good food .. :)
//Place of happiness//
Sounds great like a heaven!!!
Either the place of happiness or place of laziness both keeps in a hangover in monday.. But the problem is, it stays till the next friday....
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