After a long time.

Its just a personal ramble.

Wow, felt so good after writing. Buying a book and reading it, made me realize how sorely I was missing this feeling. I liked the way I gathered all the pieces and applied it in my daily life. I liked the feeling of using up my brain. And, what more, it is not haraam, highly recommended hobby. People use up all of their strength to cultivate a habit of reading, Alhumdulillah. 

This time I learnt about Happiness. The word was an alien concept, a quality seen in people of high caliber. I learnt, being happy doesn't mean you get to achieve the one single dream of your life.

 It is being happy despite failing to achieve it.

 Being happy, when you have nothing to do.

A fish can breathe in water, but a frog survives irrespective.

Happiness is not when you have everything going your way, in solitude, in less social interactions. 

It is the ability to smile, when people taunt you, when your self respect is hurt, when things take a U-turn, or worse they are stagnant.

These are the moments to be happy, now, is the time you are thankful.