Protecting myself from the freezing cold , I wrapped around the muffler to protect the cold bitten red nose . As it was quite sunny outside, thought of going on foot to the room was a good idea . While I came outside the office complex, I saw heaps of stones and sand ,road maintenance work was going on. Being lunch time, the workers were having lunch, sitting together in a circle putting all their food items in the middle , having their lunch along with some good talk. What attracted me the most was the sound of their laughter. I Couldn't understand the language in which they were talking, seemed they were migrant labourers.
The laughter and their shining eyes sitting under the soothing sun warmth, the cloths all baked in dirt , hands half clean half still dusty. As I crossed them, I felt a strange emptiness inside . How much I am straining my brain and muscles to earn the food that I can't even enjoy with this much light heart. Having food after whole day's churning seems like a work to do. Even after earning all the comforts, still there is a void which doesn't allow me to feel contented.
Choosing happiness is perhaps a habit, unaffected by the conditions we face in day to day life. 🤔


Sanvedna©