Notes on Life

After The StormHappiness sneaked up on me this morning, when I wasn’t looking. Here I was sitting with my lukewarm cup of coffee, yes I like my coffee white, not too sweet and lukewarm; reading through the morning paper, when gently, softly it landed upon my shoulder.

A warm beam of sunlight smiled through the dark clouds of a tropical monsoon. I looked up to find the sun shining through the thick layer of clouds up above. I smiled. It is going to be a good day, I told myself.

~ Bharti Athray