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A dedication to a person who made my day special



Every day in life is a challenge. Be it small or big, we have to spend a lot of energy to win it and keep going.  We don’t succeed in all challenges. Life is not just roses and smiles. It also has a fair amount of failures and thorns. The failures can either be a stepping stone or just a part of experience. Nevertheless, the energy we spent remains the same. 

Be it getting a local train to office
Be it finishing your targets on time 
 Be it balancing your work and family
Even be it finding your favorite food

I am a marketing professional and every week was full of drama of running about for completing of targets, balancing life and work, stealing some time for myself and tired short weekends. I found myself being exhausted and worn out every week end. After a point of time, I realized that it was difficult to regain the lost energy on Monday mornings. Monday is meant to be gloomy since eternity and mine is not an exception. Like the sweet rain in the middle of the parched desert, I got an invitation from my childhood friend to visit her.

With a heavy backpack and stressed mind, I entered her house.  She welcomed me with my favorite rasam and dhal combo. It was more than enough to bring back my smile. The good news was that the day has just begun. We treated ourselves with a long list of movies (fashion, Friends forever and ever cute Korean serials) and cooked and tried a variety of our craving foods (hot steaming rice, spicy fish curry, biryani, paratha with curd). We did some window shopping online, clothes and accessories in snapdeal, jabong and also for houses to rent in housing.com. We grumbled together about offices, friends*, travels, lost dreams and the list go on. We also recalled our childhood pranks and follies. It was a great energy boost to both of us.

Positivity or optimism is what drives us in life. It gives us the strength and energy to move on. Life is not simple. It is not complicated either. It is a mixture of both. We feel ecstatic and lonely for no particular reason. Sometimes the drive is from within. Sometimes we need external motivation to drive us. Be it a hug, a message or some quality time spent together can make a difference in our lives. We just don’t realize the value of it and search for it in books, movies, etc. A call or visit to an old friend can make the day special for both of you. It may cost us a few tears to realize it. But it is actually worth it. #together

This is a special Dedication to the person who made my day special.

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