My tiny little thing called "happiness"

Hello everyone,

    I just came across something last day and I wanted to share my happiness with you. It was a small gift wrapped up in a pink chart paper and bound with a golden sellotape. This one discovery, made my day. Ecstatic would be a lesser word to express what I felt, it was way beyond that. Before telling what was inside, let's travel back, approximately two years back.

    It was summer vacation and as usual, a time to visit your relatives (a ritual which was popular before the coronavirus invaded our lives). That summer my cousin came to visit us, the only time of the year that we get to meet her. My cousin, then a 10-year-old girl was in that particular stage of childhood when the only words that get repeated are "let's play something."  At this same time, I was a lazy 21 year old, but was too fond of kids that I would play with them day in and day out just to see those little faces light up with happiness. And yes, therefore we were the perfect playmates. She used to teach me all her school games and I used to bring up all those traditional games, all of which she played heartily. Do you know kids nowadays have their own favourite youtube channels, like we used to have our favourite cartoon channels ?? Yes, she had one and we watched all those slime making videos, which made no sense to me. We even fought for a particular coloured slime (sounds stupid, I know, but it was fun). Sometimes I even felt that I am the younger one and she is my big sister. She calls me by the name 'Bava 1'. Bava is her slang word for baby and the number 1 probably because I was elder. So obviously she became Bava 2 (hierarchically placing😉). We had a splendid time together so saying goodbye was hard for us, but still time prevented us from being together. Both of us were sad and the home seemed empty without her. Soon after she left I got a call from her, and she said " go, search near the fish". That was the only thing she told and the next moment I found myself frantically searching near all kind of fishes I could find in my home. Finally in a fish-shaped casket I found this - a pink coloured chart paper wrapped over something small and bound with a golden sellotape. I began opening the wrapper and something fell down. It was a beautiful smiley sticker (one of her valuable possessions). It had a small note in it which read " I miss You". This one gesture was more than enough for me. I was literally jumping up and down holding the sticker and the note close to my heart. That was my tiny little thing called "happiness".

    Today this same sticker is beside me and the smile has not faded. Everytime I look at it I feel that I am being loved every single moment (which often each one of us forget to realize). In one way or the other every person is being loved. Don't expect for the big gifts, instead go looking for the littlle things. Even a smile from a stranger can mean  a lot. Trust me, the happiness these little things bring is far more valuable than anything else.