A blissful life!

They say, to see Taj Mahal is a bliss in itself.
I haven’t seen the Taj Mahal. But I sure know what bliss is.
Some moments in your life, those little things that make you feel good…I have experienced them. Not one, but many…and still do have. Sure,mine, like each one of the others, is a blissful life!

It was just a dream!
From the times I can remember, one recurring dream of mine has been falling from a great height. Haven’t seen them of late, but all my childhood has been troubled by this one dream. And just when you fall through the never ending height and just when you hit the ground, you open the eyes. The relief that it was just a dream, and I am still alive in all senses is one of most blissful moments I have ever come across.

I have another hour to go!
One of those cozy cold rainy mornings, when you ought to get up early to get ready to school or office. And you wake up some time in the early hours of dawn, only because the blanket has just slid by and the cold wind tickled your leg. You can still hear the rain outside, the darkness slowly giving way to daylight, “suprabhatham” being played in some temple near by, and you look at the clock to realize you can sleep for another hour more! Heaven couldn’t be a better place. You gather yourself under the blanket, and cuddle yourself like a kitten, hoping, the dream that was broken can be continued. Pure bliss!

Hi there?
Some days, you just feel lonely. For no reason. And you start searching for company. Friends near you may not help, family may not help. As you keep hopping from browsers to browsers, and check your email for the tenth time for some emails that were never sent but hoped to be received, a messenger window pops up “Hi there?”…You cannot resist a smile, a smile from the heart…and a thankyou note,just said in the mind…

Is the fever still on?
Yes, you are feeling terrible ill. You are missing school and you see that stupid dream of someone chasing you, again. Suddenly you feel the warmth of a strong palm on your forehead. Its Pappa, checking if the temperature is still high. You feel the weight of that strong palm against your weak body. You have never told him how secure, how comfortable you felt on that one warm touch that drove away your fears. But you treasure it as one of the blissful moments of your life.

Two pieces of bread and a smile...
What does it cost to have a moment of bliss?
Two pieces of bread and a smile!
That’s what Babu taught me. Babu may not be his real name.
But that’s what the Ashram people called the old insane man who was found in the street, among the stray dogs fighting in the garbage bin.
“You are such a sweet person. I will ask my son to marry you. He is a big engineer, earning 1 lakh rupees . Will you give me bread everyday?”
That’s what he told me as we gave the bread to the Ashram officials. He may or may not have a son , he may or may not mean what he says, but the tear that shined in his eyes, as he held my hand…I will remember him for a life time.


There may be another million blissful moments, yet to be shared. But here I stop.
Many times, I have felt my life is a mess. But then, each day, life offers so many of these blissful moments, that you are helpless but live on...
This is not a tag, but anyone(if at all anyone!!!) reading this, could take it on...
After all, isn't this what the very short life of ours is all about!