Happiness is:

• Auto rides on Delhi roads with P on Saturdays. Destination be damned, it's the ride that's most enjoyable.

• Being able to write a good blog post, creative juices flowing like water from a spring.

• Seeing Mom and Sister happy.

• Clicking pictures.

• Spending the whole day with P. Going to watch a film, shop, pick up chicken on way back, reach his place and cook together.

• P saying he loved a movie, I dragged him for against his wish.

• Hearing the trademark Indian railway announcement, "Dilli se Mumbai jaane wali gaadi sankhaya XYZ platform no. 3 pe aane waali hai" standing on the railway platform, waiting for my train. And that priceless bit of music before and after the announcement.

• Talking to P at night for hours on the phone.

• The ride in the cycle rickshaw through familiar streets and corners from bus stand to home in hometown.

• Mom-made food

• Weight loss!

• After incessant scorching sun, RAIN.

• After incessant rain, SUN.

• Buying clothes and shoes and jewellery and handbags and chocolates.

• Seeing a good play.

• Friday evenings in office. The weekend few hours away!!

• Babies' laughter

• Watching TV with P.

• Binging on chicken--any form/preparation is good. Chicken is chicken!

• Long drives in car, with good music, light rain falling outside.

• Resigning from a job, taking a break before joining the new place.

• The days spent in Hyderabad. Those lonely jaunts in autos to Salarjung Museum, Hyderabad Central, Eat Street, IMAX.

• A rainy day, sitting by the window watching the rain fall, smell of wet earth, a cup of coffee and a good book.

• P cooking Maggi for me.

• Seeing men treat the women in their lives with the respect and love they deserve.

• Seeing "invisible" people like doormen, liftmen, delivery people, sales people smile because I said thank you and asked how they are doing.

• Handing a pack of biscuits lying around in my handbag to a child beggar sticking his hand inside my auto with hopeful eyes.

• Looking at myself in the mirror--and liking what I see.

• Bunking from office and lazing around at home.

• Knowing there will be P to listen to me crib about a perfectly rotten day at work.

• Doing what I love doing most--being a free bird, flying high, aiming for the stars.

On that note, I think I should end (otherwise the bullet points would only keep increasing). If you have stayed on this page till now, I bow down to your patience and big-heartedness. Thanks! Till then, Ciaoo..