100 x Happy Days
It was suddenly NOT hot, as vague and lame as it sounds that was the exact sentiment of the moment which occurred on Wednesday afternoon;when I was coming back from college around 3.30 pm. Living in the suburbs, a rickshaw ride is usually what gets me home from the station. Sitting on the glossy blue colored jacketed seats of the auto rickshaw, like most of the times when I am traveling alone, my eyes were fixated to my phone. As I recall, it was instagram, that kept me buried in my phone,precisely speaking, a page called Sarcasm Only, which has pretty much become my anecdote to the routine boredom. I remember, just as I giggled to an e-card which read,"Let me know, if you ever need any help eating your feelings."
I felt the change in the movement of wind, the breeze brushed through my face, being a quiet place in afternoon, I could hear the sound of leaves swaying in the lane,and it was suddenly not hot. By now, if you are looking for relevance to the subject, I promise, you shall seek the answer soon. Coming back to the moment; nothing about the change of wind may be amusing, but this change in wind, made me look up from my phone and I realized, I was in the middle of my favorite place in the vicinity. The lane which I had just entered, is a conjunction point for anyone, wanting to go or coming back from the station or the commercial area. Surrounded by banyan trees, the lane is situated in the middle of a golf course, each time you gaze to your left, or right, you see the calm green dissolving in your weary eyes.
As ordinary as the event of occurrence may sound, this was what, got me to write, after what seems like an eternity . When I experienced the sudden change of wind, I shifted my focus from the phone(REEL WORLD) to the outside(REAL WORLD), this moment, which barely lasted for a fraction of 30 seconds, made me realize that, this has been happening for quite sometime now. How often do I navigate my attention to the tiniest of things? These things, unlike most of the other things in the world, which don't command or even expect much in return. I certainly don't intend, to preach, The Art Of Living, lessons, but this tiny incident made me wonder and realize, How am I really reflecting upon life? I then questioned myself, When was the last time I appreciated a moment or a thing which was as little and beautiful?
I felt the change in the movement of wind, the breeze brushed through my face, being a quiet place in afternoon, I could hear the sound of leaves swaying in the lane,and it was suddenly not hot. By now, if you are looking for relevance to the subject, I promise, you shall seek the answer soon. Coming back to the moment; nothing about the change of wind may be amusing, but this change in wind, made me look up from my phone and I realized, I was in the middle of my favorite place in the vicinity. The lane which I had just entered, is a conjunction point for anyone, wanting to go or coming back from the station or the commercial area. Surrounded by banyan trees, the lane is situated in the middle of a golf course, each time you gaze to your left, or right, you see the calm green dissolving in your weary eyes.
As ordinary as the event of occurrence may sound, this was what, got me to write, after what seems like an eternity . When I experienced the sudden change of wind, I shifted my focus from the phone(REEL WORLD) to the outside(REAL WORLD), this moment, which barely lasted for a fraction of 30 seconds, made me realize that, this has been happening for quite sometime now. How often do I navigate my attention to the tiniest of things? These things, unlike most of the other things in the world, which don't command or even expect much in return. I certainly don't intend, to preach, The Art Of Living, lessons, but this tiny incident made me wonder and realize, How am I really reflecting upon life? I then questioned myself, When was the last time I appreciated a moment or a thing which was as little and beautiful?
I instantaneously had the answer to this question, it was while, I had participated in a social media self challenge, popular on instagarm by the title, '100 Happy Days'(Story behind 100 happy days). In order, to click a picture of something, that made me happy on that respective day, I started admiring the tiniest of things, which in turn, had made me feel like a kid, who seizes every moment, and celebrates the joy of every ordinary thing, in our day-to-day lives. This incident from Wednesday got me to think, that all of us could have a 100 x happy day challenge, but we don't necessarily need to click and post a picture every time, though one can sure do that, a better idea could be to capture a mental image of every such moment. In case, you're wondering, what does the 'x' in the 100 x happy days mean? The 'x' stands as a multiplication sign to the number of days we live rather than exist, a 100 x(multiplied) by the number of days, each one of us is gifted with.
As and when, you feel, you are loosing out on happiness in this fast-pacing,bizarre world, Pause.Take a moment and find the calm within you, in this chaotic world, For; there is harmony in this clutter, and clarity in discord. Learn to embrace beauty in every aspect of life, and then as Abhraham Lincoln had said:
As and when, you feel, you are loosing out on happiness in this fast-pacing,bizarre world, Pause.Take a moment and find the calm within you, in this chaotic world, For; there is harmony in this clutter, and clarity in discord. Learn to embrace beauty in every aspect of life, and then as Abhraham Lincoln had said:
"Most folks are as happy, as they make up their minds to be."
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| A picture from my 100 happy days challenge: Chasing the sunset |
