5 everyday things that bring me happiness

Daily writing prompt
What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

Amidst the chaos and rush of our everyday lives,
It’s easy to forget what makes our souls thrive,
But in the little things lies true happiness,
Here are five everyday things that can bring us bliss.

First on the list is a simple cup of tea,
Steaming hot and fragrant, a moment just for me,
As I take a sip, I breathe in the aroma deep,
My senses awaken, and I forget to even think.

Next up, a walk in nature’s loving embrace,
With each step, my worries seem to fade,
The gentle rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds,
All around, nature’s orchestra plays her tunes.

Then, a phone call or text from a loved one,
A message of care, a reminder that I’m not alone,
As I read their words, a smile creeps up my face,
Their love, a warm blanket, in life’s cold embrace.

Fourth on the list is music, a gift to our soul,
With each note, it transports us to a place whole,
Whether it’s upbeat or mellow, it sets our hearts free,
And for a moment, we can be whoever we want to be.

Last but not least, a good book to read,
A portal to another world, where our imaginations can feed,
As we flip through the pages, we become the characters,
And for a moment, we forget our own life’s theaters.

In these five simple things, lies happiness in disguise,
It’s up to us to recognize and cherish them, as life flies,
For when we take a moment to indulge in life’s small joys,
Our souls light up, and our hearts dance with joy.

Bougainvillea’s Lesson

A vivid, vibrant flower, the Bougainvilliea blossoms with a beauty that is both captivating and inspiring, offering a glimpse of the beauty of nature.As life can be filled with uncertainty, the Bougainvilliea stands tall in its faith and resilience, providing us with a reminder of the strength within us all.

Amidst my struggles with anxiety, When life seems heavy and grey,

The sight of bougainvillea blooming, Brings a glimmer of hope my way.

Its vivid colors and sturdy blooms, Remind me to stay strong,

To hold on to positivity, And keep moving along.

Even when my mind feels clouded, And my thoughts are hard to bear,

The sight of bougainvillea blooming, Helps me to persevere.

For like this resilient flower, I too can weather the storm,

And find the strength within myself, To keep my spirit warm.

So when I’m feeling overwhelmed, And darkness clouds my mind,

I’ll look to bougainvillea blooming, And the hope that it can find.

For like the flowers that never give up, I too can keep fighting on,

And find the light amidst the darkness, Until a new day has dawned.

rain in a park hitting the surface of a pond

Rainy Weekend

The rain has finally ceased, its symphony now gone,

And I step out to witness the aftermath of the storm.

The streets are damp and glistening, with puddles reflecting light,

And the leaves of the drenched trees, sparkle with new-found might.

The air is cool and crisp, with a fragrance of earth and rain,

And the city that was once dreary, now appears all new again.

I walk down the familiar paths, that are now transformed in their guise,

As if, the rain has washed away, all the city’s laments and cries.

The vendors have resumed their posts, as people start to emerge,

The sound of their chatter and bustle, seem to be a happy surge.

I take a deep breath, to relish the freshness that the rain has brought,

And the feeling of contentment, that’s been planted in my thought.

As I traverse my way, my footsteps leave a trail behind,

And the music of the squish and splash, is music to my mind.

The world seems to be alive, with colours so vibrant and bright,

As if the city is reveling, in its own newfound light.

So let us embrace the aftermath of the rain in Kolkata,

And venture out to witness, the city’s new and enchanting avatar,

For in the rain we find a connection to the world,

And in its aftermath, we witness beauty unfurled.

Hues of Sunset

As the sun descends beneath the horizon,

Its colors change from golden to crimson,

A mesmerizing sight that fills the skies,

And paints the world with vibrant dyes.

The hues of sunset are never the same,

Each one unique, with a different aim,

To capture our hearts, and make us feel,

The magic of life, in colors surreal.

Just like the sunset, life changes its hue,

From bright and sunny, to somber and blue,

It twists and turns, in an endless dance,

A journey of hope, of love, and chance.

At times it’s hard, and the sky turns gray,

But the sunset reminds us of another day,

A chance to start anew, with colors bright,

To leave behind the darkness, and embrace the light.

So let us embrace the changing colors of life,

And find the beauty in every strife,

For like the sunset, it’s a fleeting sight,

But one that fills our hearts with delight.

person standing using red umbrella

Ramblings on a rainy day

It has been raining incessantly since last night. Can’t help but write these brilliant lines by Robert Frost

“The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.”

Sitting in a high rise, sipping on a cup of hot coffee, one can only romanticize the idea of raindrops falling on pretty flowers in the balcony. The reality is harsher. I look down on the “Kachcha” (mud) houses behind our complex and they are totally submerged under water. How do they see this rain. Surely not the same as me. Such is life.