It is true that happiness comes in small packages. What matters most is the way we welcome them. Being in love and giving our best of time for every little thing that bypasses our journey of life can lead us to unexpected yet pleasant surprises.
It was already 8:30am when I woke up. Nothing seemed unusual except that it was Sunday, in other words it was off day J . Noticing the empty living room and unlatched door I learned that Grandpa didn’t return from his morning walk. I went out and studied the weather which was marked with slight drizzle with accompanying fog that blurred the clarity of one’s vision. I got back inside and against the will of my lazy soul that demanded some more sleep, I got myself freshened up. I was in the middle of preparing breakfast when Grandpa creaked open the door and stepped inside.” No sunshine on Sunday” he commented with a teasing smile as he made his way towards his room. “Thank god I don’t need to wash my clothes” I joked wearing a crooked smile. After half an hour we were enjoying the breakfast while making plans for the day. I blamed weather for being dull as the option to go out seemed inappropriate. Finally as the plate in front of eyes got emptied we came up with a plan to make momo and treat our stomach.
After washing the dishes I \went back on sofa and turned on the TV to let the breakfast settle before actually starting with the momo preparation while grandpa got busy with his prayer beads. At around 11:00 am I found myself restless so thought no time is better than this to start with the preparation. I prepared the dough while grandpa chopped the cabbages. After the mixture for stuffing and dough was ready, grandpa rolled the dough flat while I filled it with stuffing and folded into the perfect shape. At around 3:30pm our momo was ready for serving. I found myself hard to hold back my salivation. To my surprise the momo turned out to be really delicious and all the credit goes to this dull weather. Had it not been for its dullness I won’t be able to come up with the perfect plan for weekend that satisfied both my heart and stomach. After a hearty treat that succeeded in contending our stomach we once again settled ourselves to watch TV.
It was not long when grandpa started to dose off still holding the prayer bead between his forefinger and the thumb. That very sight of him took me back to our college days when we had to battle with our sleepy eyes during exam time. At one end there was a huge portion of syllabus yet to be covered draining all our energy rendering us completely exhausted. On the other end our sleepy eyes constantly demanded for a peaceful sleep that made our eyelids seem heavier than our body weight. So I tabbed slightly on grandpa’s shoulder to wake him up and suggested to sleep comfortably on the bed. I too found myself bored with the TV and so I went into the room and started to read the novel titled “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green. I cannot remember when I fell asleep but I woke up to find that I slept for almost four hours and the clock was already indicating 7:50 pm. “That was quite a sleep” I smirked at myself. I heard grandpa chanting the prayer so I moved towards kitchen to prepare the dinner.
At around 9:30 pm we had our dinner and after that we had a happy conversation and laughs on the random topics before grandpa went to bed. I too went into my room but the peaceful sleep in the afternoon left me with devoid of sleep in my eyes. So I thought of watching a movie and started rummaging through the folders in my laptop. In the process of searching for a nice movie I encountered a folder loaded with the photos of my college days. I started viewing those photos and was overwhelmed with emotions when the memories flashed back vividly. At one moment I was laughing my heart out looking at the funny posture we maintained to pose for a snap. And the next moment I found myself terribly missing those days and yearned for my friends to be here with me. I was so engrossed with those photos reminiscing college days that I failed to notice how quickly it was already past mid-night. At around 1:00am I cautioned myself that it is better to sleep now or I will be having tough time in the office the next day.
Obedient to my heart, I switched off the light and curdled up under the warm blanket with an earphone in the ears listening to “Chasing the sun” by Hilary Duff. As she sang the lines:
“love the life I live
And I will live the life I love
Open up my eyes and I will take whatever comes
I’m chasing the sun…x3
I won’t miss out on the fun
Gotta get it while our hearts are young
I’m chasing the sun
Oooh oooh oooh”
I found myself smiling realizing that happiness need not necessarily come from huge success and greatest achievements. The way we enjoy the current moment and self-satisfaction plays vital role in leading a happy life. With that thought in my mind and sweet voice with equally sweet lyrics in my ear, I fell asleep satisfied that it was indeed a happy weekend.