I’ve been MIA on my blog lately – again. Damn I should really stop doing this. (Excessive reading.)
I recently read a blog post on the blogger’s happiest day. And I did a quick search and the internet throws me back pages and pages of each person’s happy day memory. What is my happiest day?
To be frank, I do not know. That really doesn’t mean I’m a bitter sorry person. No, I’ve had my fair share of exciting and dull moments. But happiest day is when something remarkable happens. Something that changes your life for the better. Not a day, when you buy your car or go on a vacation. I prefer to define it that way.
So when I look back on the years that I have lived, I really don’t see one. My life has been planned and executed. Nothing impulsive. But even when you achieve what you planned, it gives you joy. My placement results – getting placed in two of my favorite companies, getting my first salary, learning to drive, getting my license, seeing my parents smile on my Graduation day, everything was a happy memory. But that didn’t define my life or let me take on a new bold route.
I’m still waiting for that day.I’m hoping it is not too far away 🙂
Do you have a happiest day? If so, what is it? x