Happiness is being spoiled for choice! (written by Son)Click on the picture for a larger view.
I picked up this tag from Mandira, this is the first time I picked a tag, I’m glad it’s such a feel good tag!
Happiness for me is (in random order).....
Moments alone. Just after ‘the three’ have gone to school and work. The maids have left. The house looks squeaky clean. I have the place to myself...
Fun time with the kids. Telling them who ate dog- food. And who ate dog****.
Yes she did, in the park.Picked something from the grass, saw my face and quickly put it in her mouth.
Family in the kitchen.
mh (my husband who is More Away Than Home) trying his special ‘aloo dahi wale’;
Daughter all but drooling over her dad’s shoulder, while her specialty ‘Chocolate with Walnuts’, chills in the fridge.
Son mixing batter for Brownies - without any nuts! Can you imagine brownies without nuts! This nut hates nuts and subjects us all to super tasting but nut-free brownies.
Mother (that's me) standing on top of the breakfast-counter, asking everybody to pose. Dogs joining in the fun, getting to lick some batter /masala. Cat high on top of the wall units.
Playing with the cat. Just looking at the cat : )
Fresh flowers.
Playing with my highly energetic, ‘forever a puppy’ dog. (Dog I)
Hugging, scratching, petting the ‘gentle soul dog’, the sweetest, most angelic dog. (Dog II)
Watching a filthy, diseased, stray dog/cat/ any animal being fed by some kind stranger.
An unexpected call from a long out-of-touch friend.
My old cameras.
When I cribbed about having to wait because mh needed to meet someone in his office, he says, “I thought you’ll only be pleased to look at the digital SLR cameras in the mall across the road! You better tell me which model, before I leave for Dubai.” (No it’s not a bribe, he actually thought so, that’s what’s so sweet : ))
Comments on my Blog! Somebody actually read it!
Fresh clean bed sheets, a breezy morning, freshly dusted rooms, curtains flying in the breeze...a shady balcony and me on my laptop.
Making a child-beggar finish a banana/wada pao/biscuits in front of my eyes. (if you give them the food or money, there is every chance that it will be taken away)
My daughter perched on the kitchen counter, reading out some HW assignment, while I give garlic, tarka to her favourite masoor daal.
Two dogs going mad with joy because, lo and behold, today I woke up after an afternoon nap!
Time spent in the Gym.
Chilled milk with rooh afzah and lots of ice, on a hot day.
Weekends with visiting friends. Old, old, old friends.
Long drives. Taking pictures on Mumbai-Pune Express Highway. From a moving car.
Reading a post/news article/book that echoes my sentiments...Anti-communalism, anti-regionalism, anti-sexism, anti Talibanisation of our culture.
Roller Coaster rides that make you scream!
Hearing someone passionately, eloquently blast our politicians.
New pots and pans.
New colourful, cushion covers.
Anna Hazare.
Tista Setalwad.
RTI.
Domestic Violence Act 2005
Swaminomics (The Times of India).
Nikon D80.
Taslima Nasreen.
A mahagony chest of drawers.
Sparkling clean window panes.
My laptop.
Driving. Music while driving.
My sister relishing my cooking.
Westerly breeze through the windows.
