H.A.P.P.Y

Can anything beat riding a cranky old cycle through the wet pot-hole covered road of your grandma’s village? And that too riding a cycle after almost seven long years.

I guess not.

The wind teased my now-long hair, beat up against my cheeks and left them cold. Most of all, it left me happy.

Some introspecting moments I forget the rest and get swept off at how life has turned out to be; most of all, how fast life is passing me by. Or maybe I am a slow person.  Err. Am I? Well anyway, all I know now is that life is no ‘how to use your mobile phone’ manual. It’s a mixture, like a mock tail. No wait, mine must be a cocktail. Yes, a cocktail. Sex on the beach, maybe?

And Hozier sings in the background in mine.

‘Would things be easier if there was a right way?

Honey, there is no right way.

So I fall in love just a little, oh little, bit everyday

With someone new’

Hozier and a lot of other artists too; Periphery, Papon, Taylor swift, James Blunt, Tim McGraw. Sometimes even I sing. Yeah that’s right, me too.

 Whatever, the point is just that life is fast. It’s a fucking spaceship. So don’t hold back, don’t fret, don’t regret, and don’t let the past dictate.

Concentrate on the present, live it like it’s the last time you are living, don’t let your happiness depend on others. No!

Oh wait, did I come across as this preachy little asshole trying to shove my opinions down other people’s throats?

If I did, then well, whatever. Just be happy, man.

Peace to the world!