Happyness

                    Happiness is...

...holding your niece close to your chest..

          ...a new cat choosing you, when you are not expecting it..

...looking forward to new beginnings, for every sunrise is a promise...

Random

There are some topics that I do not dare to write on a paper. 

Writings on a paper is more honest and true, just because it's not easy to erase.

You can scratch as hard as you want, but your first choice of words, your true feeling, even the ones you taught your mind as silly or superficial, stares back at you, piercing right through your heart, causing tears to roll down your cheeks.

The words that your fingers scribble, before your mind can process the correctness or niceness or relevance or bluntness or if it is utter nonsense, are the ones that your heart says. 

The impressions the tear drops makes on paper is the seal of trust the words carry.

Fingers on paper listen to heart. 

Back to the roots

I hated lockdown from day one. 

And I realise now how much of control issues I had. I hated the idea of being restricted and controlled. I hated being forced to stay indoors. I don't mind staying indoors if that was my choice, but here being forced into that situation was stressing me out. 

Now sitting at my home, with my parents and my brother it almost feels like I am back in time. I never thought this would be possible. It wouldn't be happening without this whole corona scenario of course. Now I am starting to like lockdown, and am almost scared if it is going to get over any soon 😀