Heart is a peculiar organ. I fail to understand what makes it happy or sad. I have been feeling quite low since last 2-3 days. I have observed no amount of inspiring reads really work during such disposition. I tried talking to my pets, watching TV, surfing on new destination to travel but something when bothers you to the core doesn’t really heal with that easy distraction. I also tried eating chocolates which I heard release happy hormones..well bullshit, I just got pimples!
So, I was sitting with my laptop doing some futile research just before writing this blog. It is 10 p.m. right now in India. Suddenly our door bell rang, I was least bothered to get up and see, but I was curious who would be there at late night. A moment later my dad came to my room giving me a tiffin box from my neighbor who sent her signature homemade cake only for me. Mrs. Lall, my 65 year old neighbor is one of my favorites because of her doting love towards me and her yummy cakes. The moment I saw the box, I jumped from my bed, opened the box and ate like a child. My dad looked at me with a smile and left me with the box full of delicious cake. I don’t know if it has started releasing happy hormones and brought me back to my sunny disposition but it certainly worked. What more could be a proof that I opened my blog and wrote after 4 days, and that is why heart is a peculiar organ. 🙂